UnseeA Poem by Mashoosh KatebToo many gruesome sights for one's eyes to bearThe blood that flowed in the name of tribe was better left unseen The throat that was slit for being the wrong color was
better left unseen The rage in the eyes of the merciless killer was better left
unseen Better left unseen was the crawl of a child toward one last
morsel Better left unseen was the lifeless woman who was used as a
dirty rug Better left unseen was the sight of the father screaming for
his only child How to unsee the things that were seen to make this world mild? © 2014 Mashoosh KatebAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on January 6, 2014 Last Updated on January 6, 2014 AuthorMashoosh KatebCAAboutI have many stories in my head but struggle to put them into words as English is not my mother tongue nor is literature my strong suite. more..Writing
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