Bombs
Bombs drop to a devastating shatter
Men fight, while children scatter,
deafening screams at the sight of blood splatter
the dust clears to the faintest whispers of chatter.
Hearts broke, lungs choke
Buildings erupting into clouds of smoke.
Misery and fear when the tears run dry
with only rubble and anguish for a bed to lye.
Copyright © Sam Russell | Year Posted 2023
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