Lesson 25

Linger long on this hell
that the world has become.

There’s no peace.

Children are dying.

There’s no release.

Even suicide
is desecration.

We can but die
when time wills.

When will it will mine?





Poetry by Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-11-01 at 05:47

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