John Charley
. than who endured
the top that i bless
is the top that always
becomes-
i wasn't there, but
everything's here;
how some would treat a fellow
and everything reflects their
future
their children, these
children
in theirs cornered crowns,
something waits
deathlike toys, crying
suprise;
fear of every child engulfs
the old
classrooms borne in bullets
of blood
streets testament to that
carnage
and who was there to see that
future
when gold was a chain round
its neck?
and here history tries to
forget
calls embarrassment story's
old
but the side the trap was set
is known
none's worth to say, Than who
Endured.
something somewhere was wrong
as the current carnage can't
see,
and translate to learn, &
treat 'others' better.
©️ john charley
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