Let us save a day for murderers
Because a cut throats day may still come
When we stray ill toward darker dooms
And need their dark art done
For always will we seek higher roads
And cling to abstract words like ‘good’
But such deep thinking dreamers are we
That we ourselves are deceived
Out of what we could do
Shackled to that which we should

© Thomas Grice, 4/07/2017

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