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Thursday, 19 March 2015


War slew

a hole right through

the place where

my child I'd bear

War tore my limbs from me

War took his sanity

Gone... is the home that we shared

The rest of the world does not care

Belongings strewn

Lives doomed!

Futile waste

Hate in haste

A nation mourns 

...stolen new dawns

Rivers of red

Children dead!

What could have been 

...remains unseen

© Debbie Razey 2015