Again September
Again September,
pain we feel
when at dawn
Victor Jara was waiting
the death...
Again September,
horror we feel
remembering the eleventh
in the fall of the towers...
That's when even fear
freaked out...
Again September,
the expected peace,
when Jesus rejoices in us,
with his return,
and that it be in spring
of love and humanity...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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