Your Death
Your Death
You died way too soon
Sleeping peacefully on an October eve
The night was too quiet
Then they came
Hunting down people who harmed no one
Shooting them again and again
Men, women, children, and even babies
It seemed that no one was safe
Awoken, all you did was sit up on your bed
The shots echoed through your house
One by one, each person was shot
You were the last one
As you died, the animals laughed
And an endless war began
© Poem – XXII/V/MMXXV
LRET
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