Desperation Unattended - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Desperation Unattended

The opportunity to
Show the world how
Compassion and community
Can elevate a nation.

Play nicely with monsters,
Pretend they’re not there
To destroy the place,
Profile in trepidation.

What might have been
Becomes what isn’t,
A wasted chance to
Do the right thing.

The sun sets on
Desperation unattended,
Leaving behind a sorry
Rotting carcass.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer