What I Can't
See Won't Hurt
I wish I could
cry
as I eat my apple
pie
watching real
human beings
die
of starvation
But I am sorry
I just
can't
being blase
is it
wrong
to feel
nothing
for a hungry
nation?
Upon my television
screen
I wish I could
scream
as I witness
blood,
death
and
destruction
But I'm sorry
I just
can't
Being blase
is it
wrong
to turn the
channel
'cause I don't
have the
function?
to be able to
cry
as I watch
somebody
die
See, I'm left
without
any
emotion
'Cause emotion
means you
FEEL
Emotion makes it
REAL
But my excuse -
and this is just my
notion -
is that I've become
sanitised
to starvation
before my eyes
They have become
less
than
people,
less
than
human
And the wars that I
perceive
The families left to
grieve
are nothing
but
an
optical illusion
Turning another
page
as another makeshift
grave
is dug in the ground -
am
I
intruding?
Oh, I think that
I
am
Opening another
can
Drinking down my
beer
that is cold within my
hand
Turn over the
television
to see what programme's
on
Sit back and smile
Oh, my favorite's
just
begun...
{Copyright}
{c}2008
Wayne Leon Learmond
What I Can't See Won't Hurt
All Rights Reserved








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