CO
2012 July 20
My first thought of today, and other days, since all days, past and present, mark violent tragedy, here and elsewhere, and I wonder what part in it all I play:
“As I walk through this wicked world/ Searching for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself/ Is all hope lost?/ Is there only pain and hatred, and misery? / And each time I feel like this inside,/ There’s one thing I wanna know: What’s so funny about peace, love & understanding?”
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