QUICK VIEW

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2001 Poetry

HE pinched to touch off

Clouds suddenly dark

Surroundings, dusky

Fumes all over



All the whimpers

Fussing for lives

Young and old

Never did get alive



Two great heights!

A prominence that were

Towering over awesome vista

Bliss--almost within reach



Human builds stones

Gather them altogether

To form a structure

That could carry on



But Human never stops

He continues to gather

Until he can no longer flounder

Inbred hunger for temporal power



His cravings grow bigger

Fooling everyone with bits of altruism

Unthinkable antipathy

Scattered bloods delights HIM to see



May the DEUS forgive HIM

May THEY forgive HIM

May WE forgive HIM

But who'd really forgive HIM?



For just one more quick view

You'd easily muse

How arduous it is

To give what HIS SOUL needs




Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is motivated by what befell in the 11th September NY Bombings....my condolences to the families of departed ones

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