Songs of Sadness 7

History is filled with men decrying its decline,

yet rises, in fits and starts, over countless bodies.

Songs of Sadness 8

Only those with so much can expect life to be so good.

The mansion breeds depression as the mine never can.

Songs of Sadness 9

Our parents struggled mutely against the black,

too often hiding it, as if the barbarians might just go away.

We struggle, and they imagine put this in us.

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