To Overcome
Blazing daggers
Cutting, stabbing, slicing
Leaving nothing untouched
No mercy, no sympathy
In the hearts of those wielding
Common man suffers
The cruel injustices of their onslaught
As their quest for blood continues
What hope has mankind
As long as they stand?
When will the winds change
To blow a softer breeze on humanity?
Are the gods blind to mankind's pain?
Let us each blow a soothing wind
That together we may overcome
The morbid insensitivity
For alone, our breaths can do little
Yet, combined,
We can create a cyclone
Which will tear the daggers
From their hands
Copyright � 2011 Cal Jennings
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