May 30, 2011

Horrible Truth

I saw him at a funeral
Then I saw him again--
at his own funeral.
It took one minute to meet
the young soldier,
and one minute or so
for him to lose his life.
Perhaps if I never met him,
with a different equation, hence,
 a different answer.
As the world continues to
revolve around me.

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