The evening was bleak and dull
my sparrow seemed gloomy and sullen..
Didn’t sing , didn’t dance, or jump to my palm as he used to do
I failed to tell him my disappointment or even sadness clue ..
In a world of hypocrisy, shame and disgrace
Where we store and pile weapons of mass death and killings of race ..
Yet, we failed to afford an eldery ailing man
a device to inhale, take his breath again ..
or a mask to spare him a disease, suffering pain..
Eu eulogy .. in Good start
- March 25, 2020, 1:38 p.m.
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