Poem: The Art Of Numbness


   With cross-country wars and economic turmoil, 
   corruption and slavery, 
   and even racism is just around the corner. 
   I also have a battle going on in my daily life. 
   An inner war I’ve been struggling on for a while. 
   There has to be a decision. 
   A will I must cling to. 
   The choices scream themselves to be chosen. 
   So to take the path that only few have trodden, 
   I chose to numb myself.

   2011©Agapin Edrayll
    Image: The Pianist, 2002


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