never forgetting the faces
of hunger and need.
great planes flying overhead,
covered trucks on dusty roads.
soldiers with guns, blank stares,
cold as the oil in their veins….
the reporter speaks, eyes half lowered…
you turn off the tv,
and go to wash your hands…
but you cant wash away the stain!

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