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Guatemala Unanswered

Where bad men go free as good women die.
Crying for justice that's never answered.
Their families mourn and loved ones will cry,
Waiting for justice that's never answered.

Raped, cut, bitten, tortured until they die,
Praying for police that never answer.
Gangs ruling the streets without a worry
About the police who never answer

For relatives who come, all those who cry,
Seeking, but never finding their answers
From police who shrug, roll their eyes and sigh,
The police who should have all the answers,

But then, it’s not their daughters who have died.
So the courageous police run and hide

Karl Stuart Kline
June 10,2008

poem by Karl Stuart Kline
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