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In the Moment Were that the bloody barb tearing into a child Left its origin in mark would it be bar code Sold some body of men an efficiency lie The end justified the means while agenda lay hidden Unless you read bar code |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2013-10-18 14:24:19
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
I like the dark edge to this work. I feel like this a war child type poem. The idea of a scare being a type of bar code is a stroke of genius.