Last night we made a given choice
Cry forever or momentary rejoice?
In the morning we put these on.
In the evening we take these off.
Each of us walked in silent tandem
Forsaken voices of the memorandum
Morning sun show me things astray.
Evening darkness take it all away.
For all choices a consequence occurs
Each choice an angel or devil concurs
But while we think about what the words mean
People are suffering as shown on the Exhibit 13
The words are powerful and true
More so important than me or you
So consider for a moment your new pairs of shoes.
And think about the suffrage not shown in news.
I miss them all and their smiling faces.
They miss me in solitary saving graces.
Little children who run and play without worry.
No nightmares of destiny nor dreams of glory.
Aeons ago, history folds and unfolds
Facing reality of all the news and olds.
Long ago, mankind was deathly afraid of Chickenpox
But here and today, history only abhors a paradox
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