Shema Israel
You have failed to properly bury your dead.
Your heroes and martyrs lie instead
In shallow graves and trenches
Where the stench of their decay
Is overpowering.
As you walk towards your purpose,
your feet sink into the rotting corpses.
Your progress is halted while you wallow in their bones.
But did they all die for a future that would be so ensnared by the past?
Copyright © Barry Freeman | Year Posted 2021
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