hardly anyone cared
when it was done
so much more
they were interested in war
twice that was
survived by hardly anyone
where she saw and knew
they were woefully ignorant
what they shared
was no more than dust
in the end
like her only a few
saw and knew what was to come
that's why they killed her
because that's what they do
killing truth
and with it the future
their poisonous seed is still here
spread everywhere
their dust still killing
like they killed her
we will have to take care of them
once and for all
(C) January 15, 2019
for her, in living memory
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