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Are we too blind to see
Symptoms of a sick country:
Crime gets bail in place of gaol,
Prisons are full to overflowing ~
Enough said !
Justice and the Law
Are often at odds
But cash paves the way ~
Life is cheap and death is cut-rate,
Fraud and corruption rule,
Sex is the best ~
Porn and abuse never go to waste,
Cater to every taste,
Girls and boys ply their tricks, BUT.
What kind of man gets his kicks
From raping babies, hidden away
From others in dark corners?
This land, OUR land, is sick!
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©Denise G Allen, 29 October 2013 09:08
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29/10/2013 at 9:45 am
You are so right…. a slow descent into anarchy…
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29/10/2013 at 10:22 am
Decidedly – and deservingly – polemic.
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29/10/2013 at 2:07 pm
strong…what happens when a whole country becomes sick? how do you treat it///ugh on the baby rapist…ugh…
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29/10/2013 at 4:50 pm
Sadly, your poem is so true, adee. ‘Cry the beloved country’.
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29/10/2013 at 5:40 pm
Denise your words ring true around the globe. I’m afraid that it is not just one “sick country” but a pandemic that has spread to all countries with a liberal bias. When a majority of people have “special needs” then the rest of society will crumble under the weight of them. History has proven that time and again.
Thought provoking poem once more Denise. Thank you.
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29/10/2013 at 5:41 pm
Reblogged this on poemsandponderings and commented:
This poem was written by a woman in South Africa.. But doesn’t it sound familiar America?
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29/10/2013 at 7:30 pm
“Justice and the Law
Are often at odds”
I agree. Far to often, even in democracies ,the two are not synonymous.
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30/10/2013 at 7:53 am
I could cry, and do, when I think of how promising our future was and how it has been wasted, scattered like ashes, staining much of our landscape.
The raping of babies first reared its ugly head when rumour was that sex with a virgin cured AIDS. Now it has come back to haunt us once again…
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30/10/2013 at 2:10 pm
It is easy to despair, Denise, but it is encouraging that these things get discovered and get into the media. It means those dark corners are not so dark after all.
But for us, keeping our lives in the light is the important thing.
Courage, mon ami!
John
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30/10/2013 at 2:14 pm
And the questions you ask need to keep being asked, to keep the light shining into those dark corners, Denise.
John
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