Sacraficed

At what cost does your life lead
Sacrifice a day, a month, a year
Was it for the good of all
Or simply the betterment of those dear
At what cost does your life bleed
Drained from body and limb
Given all one will can give
Who's life is now left glib

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.