Pre-History
Something
in the head
freezes the mind.
If I could rip open
my brain
and alter
the egoism
and atrocities beneath,
some lives
could have been saved.
Or perhaps,
I’d just
bury the brain.
End of genocide.
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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