One life ending awkwardly,
A wheeled cart bumping down steps,
Not crashed yet but sure to smash,
And a million other lives,
Give or take several thousands,
Ending in blinding flashes
As guns go off, munitions
Explode, drones dive, and tanks roll.
You can only die the once,
That’s what everybody says,
But with every jolt down stairs,
Think how many dead today.
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