Earthquake
Trembles the Earth
again,
again,
again;
every jolt, collapses;
every jolt, cries;
every jolt, death
… and then only ruins
windows empty sockets
and then only sadness
on those broken lives
and then only tears
on what it is no longer
Marco
Copyright © Marco Magistri | Year Posted 2016
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