Can anyone believe, <br />Truth can float <br />In oil slickened waters? <br />Tattered and standing on rafts, <br />Are those pointing fingers. <br />Disputing any appearance of truth, <br />With rations to save them. <br />Their ship has sunk. <br />Priorities have been dismissed. <br />And a voice shouting for anyone to respond... <br />Goes unheard! <br /> <br />'Please stop your fighting! <br />We are prepared to help you. <br />But someone has to tell us, <br />Where you can be located? <br />We hear you shouting... <br />But the darkness prevents your rescue! '<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-darkness-prevents-your-rescue/
