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Inspired by Alz Alz' Poem titled Black and White Sadness... so make sure you check it out!

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By: JB Murray © Feb 2010

 

Sitting here

Black steaming coffee fogging up my glasses

I wipe them clean

I turn the page

The paper wrinkles

And I snap it back into place

Leaning back

I laugh heartily

Look at that I think

He beat his wife into oblivion

Used a hammer to finish her off

What a great day

Turn the page

Just a giggle

I guess what’s a few more trillion

It’s only my hard earned money

At least they have a plan to spend it

Shake my head

Turn the page

Laughing hysterically

Wild fire ripping through

Several blocks gone

Hundreds of homes

No way to contain it

Now that is funny

Another war

God I am laughing

And I can’t stop

My stomach hurts

All those little charred bodies

Hungry and beaten

Skeletons with skin lying by the road

How can you not crack a smile

Turn the page

And then I start to cry

It comes on slow at first

Just a trickle

Before my chest starts heaving

And I am vocalizing my pain for all the world to hear

There’s no way to contain it

How could you not

Garfield is at it again…

Author's Note

Ummm... not sure how this will be recieved... certainly a more serious piece... hopefully it will make you stop and think if only for a second... Thanks for reading!