Thursday, October 11, 2012

Weak Minds

Autumn wind bent to caress the sadness on my face
A child activist fell from her mountain peak

In a world where fear and hate competes for first place
If love is great, the mind of men must be weak

Life, a political card game, ask terror to play its last ace
If violence is the only way, we are mere freaks

Autumn leaves fell to escape the cruelty of our race
A bullet can not silence a voice iron beak

Insects at less respect our rights for education without mace
Learning to read and write, women die to speak

-- Louis Mercier

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