Thankful I may be, for things of long ago,
of stories great and, of candles all aglow
But when I look at what we have,
and how we live
I bow my head in crying shame.
What do we have to show pride for,
lost lives and lost love,
nothing more lies in store but death anger and hate,
for what you sew is what you reap in the time of thanksgiving!
So eat your turkey stuff your face,
but take with you one small thing,
what your eating you may become in this dying age
~not literally of course!
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Submission Name: Thankful
insightful write!