Do you hear them?
The heavy suffering,
The endless pain?
No, you do not.
A dozen million will die this year.
The silent multitudes
Yearning for your scraps.
What have you done?
Elevator Music
I want my life to be like elevator music Like 1980s water cooler talk Dimmed by sconces and the latest office scandal Bossa nova music and the scent of candles Dulled by suburban apathy and psychiatristsLaughter and clinking of glasses White noise and waves upon the...
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