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thirty years

by  degas

Posted: Sunday, October 5, 2003
Word Count: 60




night after night they came
like rain,they soaked our lives
with tears,no shame

we could not bear
the blame,our life
our love,a name

a place to share
our pain,depair
no sense nor aim

a hate so rare
wild beast to tame
the fight,no gain

our lives stripped bare
but all in vain,we can but care
yet-was it just a game?