Running away with Marrow


We ran for our lives

Holding the hands of friends

Far from home

Distant from our parents


Out of their sight

Deep in the green pastures of nature

From the prying eyes

Of the recruiters.


They wanted me 

 They wanted everyone

Together with my family 

And everyone who was indegenous

To take our marrow

And recover what the population lost


“Marrow” and “Death”

Were the words

Stuck in our heads daily

Knowing anytime we can get killed

And the marrow gets taken.

  • Author: Cesuke (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2022 17:20
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 26
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.


  • L. B. Mek

    reminds me of the basic synopsis for the novel
    'The Marrow Thieves'
    by Cherie Dimaline..
    (what empathetically poignant words
    you've weaved
    into this harrowingly memorable read)
    thanks for sharing

    • Cedrick

      I created it from there lol
      I Love reading that book very much

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