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poetry by j matthew waters

hypocrisy


tell me who is happy
at least those in the know
or even the ones wearing
rose-colored glasses

I understand many angels
have descended
where the bombings
are the heaviest
mending their own wings
while tending to casualties

—how dare the rest of us grow old
witnessing the powers within

[in the meantime]

peace loving people
are handcuffed & blindfolded
{many left for dead
& therefore the angels}
held hostage & violated
by way of a broken world
and empty promises






november two thousand twenty-three
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