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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.
Saturday 21st November 2015 9:45 pm
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