Brian Strand Poet Verse

The Writing On the Wall

a scratch
a scar
        an inscription
carvings 
         as memorials
gravestones
and walls
            of a cave:
I was here
            we were here
we lived
we loved
we died
            now,no one
remembers
              our sighs
              our cries
....... our lives

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Jan Allison October 14, 2017 at 4:19 AM oh so true Brian all some want is to see what's been left to them and fight for something that they never were entitled to - been there with in my family and its horrid:-( hugs jan xx Brian Strand October 14, 2017 at 4:37 AM Thanks Jan,have a good weekend