Memories

Powerful and uncomfortably true words. Great poetry.

I have seen children
Die of thirst and of hunger.
They were the future.

They dance, dance, dance in my eyes,
I can’t forget, I don’t want.

One comment on “Memories”

I like it here too. Nice work.
All the best to you

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