You felt the flutter of the breeze
The rain cry all it's tears
North winds strenthen then ease
You were alive for a hundred years
It all happened in a blur
They came and set you alight
No-one knows who they were
Kids hiding in the night
I wonder how they would feel
If flames swallowed them in the park
If life ordered them to kneel
All just for a lark.
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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A poem that a sapient would FEEL and breathe. A picture of “Creation” in turmoil… and humans not measuring up to our so called potentialities. 🙏🏻🕊
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