"Gypsies, tramps and thieves". We'd hear it from the people of the town. They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves. But every night all the men would come around; and lay their money down. -- Cherilyn Sarkasian LaPier

Saturday, May 7, 2011

The Red Sky at Night.

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Today, no planes flew into any buildings.

Today, there was no fire falling from the sky.

Today, there were no riots in the streets.

Today, the news was mostly just about famous people.


Today, no shaky footage was recorded of children running from a burning village.

Today, not one person stood in front of a tank.

Today, no one put flowers in the rifle barrels of guns.

Today, you will check your mail.


Today, no shots rang out over a black cavalcade.

Today, there was no negotiated revolution.

Today, no flags were burned.

Today, sport will be played and people will be upset over the outcome.


Tomorrow however, is a new day.

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