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It Smells Like Death

I am just a bird I couldn't stop them if I wanted Yes, I saw the bodies huddled for warmth I didn't know then, though! Yes, I saw fences and guards Why do they need so much protection? Why do I smell flesh, smoke, vomit? It smells like death. I hear young children shout for their moms Then, a gunshot. Then, nothing. A little child falls. Next I taste tears and sweat Of young men and women alike Are those what they are? The crippled bodies strewn about? I feel the heat of fire, The cut of barbed wire. But what do I know? I am just a bird.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 5/29/2017 7:50:00 AM
This is something that s happening all over the world and increasing with the passage of time,they didn t even spare children although they are innocent,however I m new on this site and would really appreciate if you could find time to read my poems and give your honest reviews about them
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Date: 3/8/2017 1:50:00 AM
Welcome, Scarlett! : ) Good poem about a bad aspect of humanity.
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Date: 3/7/2017 2:36:00 AM
That is so sad, a sad reality happening all over the world. You've captured that in your beautiful poem. Welcome to PoetrySoup
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Date: 3/6/2017 8:43:00 PM
A bird can't do much to help though he wants to! Fantastic description of such a horrible time in history!
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