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Seen

I’ve seen broken windows that are more beautiful than the ones that are whole
I’ve seen flowers wither from neglect
And words murder without an act
I’ve seen widows clutching pictures
And husbands clutching throats
I’ve seen mothers cry for freedom
And children cry for warmth
Ive seen smoke signals swirl in the dim alleys
I’ve seen sensitivity armored by hard lead slates
I’ve seen emptiness swallowed on thin paper plates
I’ve seen dust as as a play toy
And poison served at bars
I’ve seen little girls laughing at the girl with big scars
I’ve seen sparkles in red eyes
And smiles with missing teeth
I’ve seen the world for what it is and yet
This little life, I wouldn’t trade for a thing