by scott from jail
But it is a secret...
Lies sometimes are secret ... too ...
As is this small shadow, laughing red-eyed like a demon
Playing god
Saying silence
Smirking... and the rest...
I know why we bomb.
So do you. We are insane with fear.
And so to kill the fear
We kill.
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Copyright © 2010 - scott from jail
Published: 7/15/10 · Author's Page · Next Poem