CONVERGING CONFLICT, by Charlie Ann Subscribe to rss feed for Charlie Ann

Silence so loud and stillness so rough 
in the blinding darkness 
of the waking dream

Mythical reality and fictionalized TV 
viewed by millions and no one
Sees the boring
Horror of what’s not happening

Freezing heat hits living bodies
Dead souls marching miles never taking a step
toward the peace
they are bringing

Blind eyes see everything  inside 
where dry tears wash
away the absent pride
Posted: 2005-02-17 04:18:55 UTC

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2005-12-05 19:35:36Amy Mc
the ultimate love, one willing to lay down ones life for someone they love, one willing to sacrifice is another!