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Tears of a Child At War

The cry 
                      of a wailing  
                      child in the  
                        streets,
                        The
                        gun
                     fire blazing a rhythmic beat,The scorching 
                    sun roasts                her body
                   like meat,                 Tear shots
                  gas rents                  the vacuumed
                 air as she                 weeps gem drops,
                 Life is unfair             to the     little one                  
                 Lost for a place      to call        her home
                Shes stranded     amid the      chaos,
                Her helpless soul only feels        fear,
                She strolls the streets tears       cascading
                 Like a soaked sponge her         tarted clothes are,
            
            Held tight is her cherished blanket,
             For the world is crumbling upon her feet,
              She understands little of the deceit,
                 Now secluded under a building rumble, 
                      Her arms around her body for warmth,
                     will she live to see another day as war                     the lengthens.
 Shots are heard from a distance fear is instilled in her as her blankets falls to the ground

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 9/9/2013 3:13:00 PM
You've got the artist in you and the poet, too.
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Date: 7/23/2013 7:55:00 PM
Your poem by itself paints a stunning picture, and I love the actual picture/shape above. I think a great job all the way around.
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