How sad you cannot
          Honor the unknowable,
Commemorate the last of life,
     The final hours of being,
          With impossible prescience.

How oblivious you are
     To parting moments,
          Worlds of hope about to extinguish,
               Potentials soon to be wasted,
                    Tears ready to flow. . ."

from "Yesterday's Newspaper" (p.11)
TIME CRIES by BRUCE B. WILMER
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