if I could only see you
I’ve lost sight of the end game
due to reasons beyond my control
if you could see what I see
it would be death & destruction
cast upon the many by the hands of a few
it’s as if a monster tornado
has ripped through sleepy little towns
leaving them leveled & burning
for days on end
forget the nuclear tactical weapons
conveyed from one place to the next
they’ve not the power to take my sight
even though I can see no more
with my very own eyes
march two thousand twenty-three
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