Quatrain of No Value
No Value - life has little
Life is losing its value, it is
sloughed off with easy
dismay.
Death unfolds easily in horrible
venues, each and every
day.
No bother of babies dying;
death by war we no longer
mourn,
Death is not merely a part of
life, it's become the reason
we're born.
Yorktown Disciple
No Value - life has little
Life is losing its value, it is
sloughed off with easy
dismay.
Death unfolds easily in horrible
venues, each and every
day.
No bother of babies dying;
death by war we no longer
mourn,
Death is not merely a part of
life, it's become the reason
we're born.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 3499
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Yorktown Disciple
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