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The Skies Rain Flack

Sun's a mean blue two clouds turn black The wind blows sand the skies rain flack Early Spring, war-torn Ukraine reflects a nation's searing pain

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/5/2023 2:04:00 PM

There’s no peace in Chicago either. . Just people slaughtering one another, a city war. In other cities as well. Forebdiing, well done poem The USA has idea what’s ahead for us when title 42 ends. Pangie

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/5/2023 4:36:00 PM

Perfect Perfect,,, Red Rover, Red Rover, let Fentanyl come over, And terrorists, killers and rapists, go toDover, Death on the hoof. I am not being funny. Hope they have enough body bags, many stores closing here, in CA, come on down, you can steal up to 950 dollars and go free. After 42 folds … Americans will have plentry to eschew! Pangie

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/5/2023 3:44:00 PM

When Title 42 ends, entitlement really begins! ~ Red Rover, Red Rover, Can I Come Over?! lol.

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 5/5/2023 9:44:00 AM

A powerful write with a few words. Have a blessed day/weekend..........

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/5/2023 3:48:00 PM

Thanks for the generous analysis, Paula!

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 5/5/2023 5:33:00 AM

Too much pain in Ukraine, Please help them to have some peace again. Enough, already.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/5/2023 3:49:00 PM

What Ukraine has endured -- and still faces -- has not been seen since WW2.