“THE COST” 20 Oct 97

We’re the lucky ones
earmarked to die young
not to take the horror
the things we cannot forget
unearth a decomposing soul
for disposal by flame
a bag of fillings
examined for gold
ashamed of your name,

let the murderers hide
in foreign countries
swiss bank accounts
and filleted champagne
uniforms rank and file
an ordered world
free from impurities
our innocence defiled

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