come <br />lets kiss and rejoice <br />you.. <br />in my ingenuity, <br />and me, <br />in your feeble ability <br />to forgive <br />such deviltry, <br />as <br />mine <br /> <br />come <br />lets play blindfolded <br />you.. <br />will still envision joy <br />and me apathetic, <br />oblivious <br />to the tears <br />turning red <br />blood <br />as wine <br /> <br />come <br />lets wear deaf plugs <br />you.. <br />can then sing along <br />with my loud booming <br />rythym..all the while <br />as the moans of <br />tattered, <br />torn, <br />children.. <br />................die. <br /> <br /> <br />just sad... <br />marriot; islamabad; pakistan..the question is no longer why.<br /><br />wardha jawdat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/advise-of-those-in-power-to-those-who-have-no-choice/
