we kill...
more people with the stock market,
than we've killed in all the wars!
with every gallon of gas we pump,
with the food we throw away.
with pain pills, crack, and meth,
with pornographic fingers.
with prejudice and discrimination,
and most of all, with religion!
with self obsession,
and the need to own.
with apathy and blindness.
with 'I, me, mine' grasping,
with judgements bound
by concepts derived from fears...
without thinking, without feeling,
without caring!
we kill...
So so true, most people are so deep in making their next million that they don't care about anybody else, a great true poem.
Yes this is secret weapon that more dangerous than visible BOMB or any bullets...it kill without seen, suffering the target without hurt in physical...absolutely a new war in new era, again you speak truth with so brave! _Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
Great write - killing takes many forms.