News
I sense voices talking to meBut what they say I fail to hear.
They talk too fast, too much, too loud.
And what they say is far from clear.
A girl is murdered in Iraq,
A popstar breaks and shaves her head
Wars are won, yet peace is lost;
And Blacksburg Town still mourns its dead.
Screaming headlines, and "live" reports
And then endless online chatter
Sometimes at night I ask myself:
Does anything really matter?
Poetry by Maglor
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Written on 2007-05-17 at 19:39
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