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Pater
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« on: May 25, 2013, 03:32:31 AM »

How the sun beat down so far away,
how the dust heated and danced,
swirled by the unseen hand,
sandpaper on your bare brow;
your duty to those who think,
think up things yet never really know why.
Your own known purpose beating proudly,
burning behind your breastbone.

Now the son leaves, downed brutally at home,
how the rush of light to dark by chance,
too early in life at the unreachable hands
of hatred and terror; minds of oblivion's own.
How the father breathed on the brink
such a short time instead of those years
far away; like your child its mother
does not know why. Along with them we cry.

by Pater
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