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The child cries and nobody knows its weight,
How unpleasant is this day?
Thunder sounds, but where is the rain?
The sky is blue, her lips the same.
All of a sudden I remember her name.
Smell of smoke a disgusting taste,
Ashes burn leaving scares in its place.
I should have known you wouldn’t have changed.
How unpleasant the sound of silence,
Long after the voice of violence.
Sitting patient, still and anxious.
Contemplating, dazed and fainting.
Why do I fight to stay awake?
How unpleasant is this day?
Gabriel K. Jones 