the children

why are they dying,
not me, i didn't do it,
so many bodies,
noughts and crosses,
please continue,
or
maybe
tick...cross...tick...cross,
they must die,
i'm sorry
it wasn't my decision
just the way it is,
bring them in,
mark the boxes as you wish,
they've got to die,
we created the system,
just do it,
don't question ethics,
we created the system,
come on,
more-in the boxes please,
we accepted ,so we created.
stop the crying,
just keep bringing in the boxes,
ticks...crosses...noughts....
it doesnt matter
we created the system.



Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2010-03-06 at 00:06

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NicholasG
This is a good take on the madness of evolving systems.
Thanks, Nick
2010-03-06