Broken, In Darkness
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Sandra Feldman
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Tired of analysis,
Doors keep closing now,
Hope is out the window,
Planting, lost its plow,
Things just seem to crumble,
Nothing stands up straight,
Is this just a sample,
Of what no longer is great?
House in great disorder,
Seems to fall apart,
As the Country's engines,
Clog and cannot start.
Still the Sawdust Sellers,
Say that all is fine,
It's only the victims,
That always seem to whine
But 'great deals', still out there
Planning the demise,
Both for the stupid,
And the broken-down wise!
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