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This poem was written after the Croatian Serbian War
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Reflections on the Brink of War
Dominoes that fall In the minds of men. White. Men. Dominoes that forever fall, Justify greed, Blind to displacement. Sanitized refugees. Heart-wrenching indignities, Horror, multiplied. Fear. Unimaginable pain. Death in the drainage ditch, Grandmothers in wheelbarrows, Again. Filth. Vermin. Camps. Where generations of hate Determine to build more dominoes. The same dominoes That forever fall In the minds of men. Savage. Men. Justify greed, Still, Blind to displacement.
rik carlson 2/19/03 |