Fear of Society's Sink

Why?

Because one little tablet,

something so small,

it could fall down the drain...

-clink-

through your fingers,

puposefully or not, 

changing not one,

but soo many,

lives.

 

That's always been why.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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