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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Falling Dominoes- a poem

Like a set of falling dominoes
One life touches the other
In a World that never slows
We all drone away together

The Price is passed on
Or so it would seem
To The next Generation
Or So it would seem

We all pay a heavy price
For all their crimes
We are mere grains of rice
It's a sign of  Times

And so the domino falls
To pay for their sins
Our backs against the walls
He Looks at us and grins

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