Read Poem: INDIFFERENCE, by J.S. Wolfe

I pull myself out of their indifference
God is laughing at their missing conscience…
They’ll pray and speak their good intentions
They’ll eat your soul with their knife and vengeance
And we need a miracle to get out of this war
His conscience gone and they called him soldier
He pushed them out beyond their borders
He gave his love for lustful murder
He won their lives saved his confessions
And we need a miracle to get out of this one
He spoke to devils in tall buildings
They praised him high for all his winnings
Their lives had drained into his laughter
His graves are foolish for his collection
There is no miracle to get out of this one
On their graves lies their discretion
Their souls are chained and lost direction
He collects their bones with good intention
And he lives on without detection
And he trusts a miracle will get him out of this one
He’ll dig your grave if it makes a difference….


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