A silence scream never reached those mortal ears,
It had been deafen by selfish woes.
Slain laid the innocent without cause.
Why did they suffer?
What wickedness did the pure commit?
How come no savor to their behalf?
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Poetry of the Tides
PoetryA series of poems with different meanings and moods. They are all here and have been here a good time from the tides of my mind. I give you some entries of earnest tidings.
