126,000 were unwanted,
126,000 were undesired,
126,000 were a burden,
Sorrow wells up in me.
126,000 will die tomorrow,
126,000 silent screams,
126,000 people in agony,
Determination fills me.
Dedicated to the over 50 million Victims
I'm not much of a poet, My brother is the one with that kind of talent in our family but every once in a while I get inspired.
Posted by jeremy at February 1, 2004 08:43 PM | TrackBackWow, Jeremy. I'm impressed.
Posted by: Ash at February 2, 2004 02:09 PM