When they ask us what we did -
Will we tell them that we hid?
From questions, answers, truth and lies
From the bullets, from the knives -
From the unseeing stares of wives;
Keening over shattered lives.
If you peel back the mind of Man -
(Like a rusting Cola can)...
You'll see the brain is set to repeat
Every victory, and defeat
That same old slew of broken dreams,
A widescreen view of silent screams.
So when they bring us all to book,
They'll know exactly where to look -
And when they ask us what we did,
We will tell them that we hid.
Stephen A. Roberts
Competition Winner - February 2014
What We Did - Stephen A. Roberts
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