Social Unrest

by July 9, 2017 0 comments

a country,
a feud,
two hundred and fifty years old,
bursting through the years to modern time,
both sides,
keeping track of misdeeds,
generation after generation,
bloodshed justified by both sides,
biased by the pain,
through the years,
never resolved,
or ending,
the mark of Cain,
a communal mark,
on every head.

editors note:

Genetic grudge; can’t shake it, gotta hate it. – mh clay

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