Monday, May 22, 2017

Twenty Second

There was nothing left of your decency,
so little,
in fact,
that it made me wonder if you ever had it,
and if you did,
then when did it leave you,
and where was the specter of all of this,

where did the remnants of your responsibility to the rest of us go,

somewhere,
somewhere out there,
you were watching this mayhem,

proud of it,
even,

and I wondered how you would leave this Earth,
worse for the wear,
with so many young ones in your wake

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