Bleak
Stiff winds blow
Men pull their collars tight
A hard, chlll drizzle,
knife-sharp razors,
piercing makeshift armor
Against a drab background
Smoke-gray clouds sweep the sky
without making it brighter
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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