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Savour the Fall

Outside a warm room

In some middle-class place

 

Tramps starve

Children drown

Economies crumble

Nations arm

Wars rage

Powers fall

People mourn

Debts mount

Rapists prowl

Fools pray

Cars crash

Victims weep

Wounds bleed

Madmen rage

 

The kettle clicks.

A steaming latte

Warms contented lips.

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