The Two Hundred.
Another killed,
More blood spilled.
Yet another dead,
Now two hundred.
Tragic milestone,
Accustomed we've 'grown'.
15/08/09
poem by Guy Lipmore

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Another killed,
More blood spilled.
Yet another dead,
Now two hundred.
Tragic milestone,
Accustomed we've 'grown'.
15/08/09
poem by Guy Lipmore

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!