It Kills You To Know - Anchor

You can’t claim your innocence when you claim power over their lives

How can anyone choose death before life?

You turn your face away from the pictures

You don’t want to see the horror in their eyes;

you want to go on just like

before

Just like always

Putting whatever bodypart you want in your mouth without the moral conflict

I hear their screams, they are endless

I see them in pain from the torture, dying in the murdermachine that you

support without guilt or perspective

They once had a pulse, hearts that were beating

They felt, the saw and the lived

So beautiful and unique in there ways

How can you?