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the sleep that comes

is unsettled by the 

guilt unfelt

as the streets become flooded

with the bloods of innocents

of other worlds

we watch we read

we shake our heads in disbelief

yet the guilt unfelt

allows the crisis unfolding

before an uncaring selfish world

that sits twiddling thumbs

but i do care you say

in defensive manner

offering thoughts and prayers

for those slaughtered

like dogs

unrelentingly slaughtered

instead we cower for fear

of deadly escalations

where it is we that are now the victims

of none other than another bully

that left on their own

couldn't punch their way out of a wet paper bag

our failures own the keys

to our futures

cowering in the fears of dying

we easily forget the guilts of living

caring just enough to ease our conscience

while the streets flood red with the bloods

of the bravest of us all

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