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This Time

by Chris Sorrenti


I feel a peculiar guilt
in wanting to celebrate life
with so much death and destruction
all around
as the old saying goes
the more things change
the more they stay the same
in the wake of helplessness
we shake our collective heads
thank those lucky stars
it wasn’t us

this time


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01/10/2020

Author's Note: In memory of Ukrainian Flight 752, accidentally shot down by an Iranian surface-to-air missile, shortly after takeoff from Tehran, January 8, 2020, with the loss of all 176 passengers and crew, including 57 Canadians.

Posted on 01/10/2020
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/11/20 at 05:45 AM

Quite! Losing cousins right and left this last year, I certainly feel the need to dive in and live!! Don't feel guilty, Chris. Enjoy!

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