How ManyA Poem by Colon OsquapyA look at lifeHow many nights can we lie awake, Contemplating each of our little mistakes, How many times can we miss the signs, And watch people suffer behind bright eyes, How many times can look at our reflections, And hate what we see and make false connections, How many times can we turn a blind eye, To the tyranny of our politicians as they let people die, How many times can we shoulder racist rants, When we all know too well, everyone deserves a chance, How many times can we still say it's fine, How many times, until we all lose our minds.
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StatsAuthorColon OsquapyNewcastle, AustraliaAboutI'm a writer that can only seem to write when i feel a lot of anything, however i devote most of my life to not feeling because when i feel, it is a lot, and i don't like it. My stuff wont be the most.. more..Writing
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