<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389450" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Until</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">fallow ground...<br>lips tremor, speaking nothing<br>in the language of false gods.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there can be no healing<br>until you see the disease, <br>smell the rotting flesh....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until the souls of the invisible<br>gather around you, and<br>you take your self back in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until the words you speak<br>are built on action wrapped<br>in the forms of compassion....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until you ask forgiveness<br>of the mountains, the rivers, <br>and the sky.... until...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you nurse the baby at<br>your own breasts... until<br>you wash your hands in</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the blood of the innocents.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389450" data-title="Until de Eric Cockrell" data-description="fallow ground... lips tremor, speaking nothing in the language of false gods. there can be no healing until you see the disease, smell the rotting flesh.... until the souls of the invisible gather around you, and you take your self back in. un..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black