Best Poems Written by Anna George

When Doves Cry

Why do they cry, daddy?

Soldiers march – a lugubrious lullaby of detonation as their melodic grim reaper

Why can’t you hear them? 

A myriad of white swoops through the blast wave, hidden between smoke particles like mere flecks of dust.
The wails a clear message from above, silenced by the rolling murmur of combat,
As soviet tanks stalk over the border.

Are you not listening?

Circling the battleground in anguish
Tumbling
Falling on deaf ears
Weeping in white.
Can no one hear the coo of the dove, as it mourns man’s innocence?

Peace. A deserted bride – betrayed by hubris.
Each gunshot wounding the flock,
Their cries a pitch only children can hear.
A dove plumets into the welcoming arms of a child, its wings punctured by man’s artillery 
Weeping… In sorrowful red

Why can’t you see how he bleeds, daddy?

When doves cry, man chooses not to listen.

Copyright © Anna George | Year Posted 2023