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To see such evil
Such horror
Such indifference
Such blood
Having innocence taken away to no avail
To have action glued to the grass
Dark ruby rivers overflowing with no signs of stopping
To have the soul in tattered rags
In such misery
Never ending despair
Drowning in an ocean of eyes
Anger
Innocence
No laughter
Losing control
In a cocoon tainted by the sorrow
Scalding waters burn the soul
Eroding to destruction
If you can only see that despair
I'll do my fair share of mending your heart
Let me feel your melancholy so you can rest.
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Ruth
Since reading the book ''Shake Hands with the Devil'' my life has changed completely. I started writing poems on the subject of the Rwanda genocide and are based on my thoughts and perspective.
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