after

like a bucket i’m kicked
on the ground all around
until i spill a river of tears

empty now

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2008

2 thoughts on “after”

  1. I read the poem and followed the link. I have spent countless hours wondering how those that could help resolve this issue, won’t. There is only the courageous who see a cause greater than themselves, bled white in the ranks by selfish greed of a few politicians. Was the world so indifferent in the past?

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