Innocence

Another day dies and the world falls still,

Just for a moment, the screaming is silent.

Yet the sun will rise, and the horror wakes up,

To begin a new, to pray on us all.

It’s our own fault that the sky bleeds,

And we dare point blame to those deemed unworthy.

I ask of you, are you truly a saint?

Or do you feel better when another suffers?

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