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horrible creatures

how can I not say that we are horrible creatures after all the damage we’ve done and continue to do

how can I love myself and my wife and my friends and not know we are part of that

that magnified we have somehow as an aggregate as a state as an economic system

imprisoned punished mutilated killed and wasted countless human lives

how can I not say . . . .

from middle year poems — Bill Eberle

November 2017     © 2017, Bill Eberle