Tuesday, August 21, 2018


Compassion is a wooden horse
Concealing weary veterans
Sick of their war of attrition,
Angry and cursing silently,

Praying for opportunity
To be taken to heart, to burst
Out after dark, to rip open
The gates that locked on compassion.

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