Houses burn to the ground
Buildings fall from grace
Fractured infrastructure
People roam
A moment in time that cannot be lost
A sentence without any thought
Something so great will not be forgot
Threat arise- ready for war
Devil is knocking on your door
Something inside so cruel and wrong
Treading through, it won't be long
A simple way of knowing life
Walking along so cautiously
As if there was nothing wrong
Sing your child like melodies
What's left?
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Author:
bones (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 6th, 2026 18:08
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
A poem that speaks of destruction and the rubble not leaving anything of value. Well done
Thank you. I am always interested in what you have to say
You are always most welcome
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