Burning of a Croat Village
BURNING OF A CROAT VILLAGE
Do you see the town that burns a flame
always it burns, always the same,
and has down through it's history
it's burning will forever be.
Can you hear the children playing here?
they play with death, they play with fear,
forever is their only game
where life it burns a constant flame.
Do you see the smoke that blinds the eye
of all the world, as chances die?
Always to burn, always the same
always to be engulfed in flame.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2017
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