UntitledA Poem by m.s.early
They write songs for the dead
Sitting on the stones and sand While the smoke from the car bomb Is still warm, A dark frown In an otherwise peaceful sky. © 2018 m.s.earlyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 28, 2018 Last Updated on August 28, 2018 Authorm.s.earlyVAAbout"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..Writing
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