Hal C Clark's Blog

Prison

How sad to see

so much humanity

filled with green bile,

masked in seething sneers,

wrapped in the cloak

of hatred, and

shod with greed and avarice,

delivering pain and humiliation

in the name of righteousness.

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Where does love

grow its gentle tendrils

among such stony soils?

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Where can they find

a valley within

for the vivid flow of compassion?

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How can they force themselves

to live in this prison;

their own creation

of wretched hell?

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Hal C Clark – May 21, 2011