Hurt
Sometimes laughter comes
When feet trample
Ants and various
Other small creatures.
They make a strange
Squishing sound under
Those feet. The soles of
Shoes a miniature cemetery.
Tears always come
When headlines tell
Of people who harm
Other people for pleasure.
The newspaper displays
Clippings set in
Ink. The ashes in the
Fireplace an obituary page.
Frustration accompanies
The image of kids who
Are attaining highs hoping
Freedom will come.
Surrounding nature creates
For men a freedom
Rarely natural. Grass on
The ground death for life.
2002
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