SEPARATION
The separation of my family,Felt very strange to me.
Thought that happened to others,
Not sisters or brothers, you see.
It doesn't matter if you try,
Fleeting moments passes by.
Between us nothing is said,
Nobody calls when there dead.
Is that because god,
doesn't have a phone,
Or even the Internet.
I bet the devil's got them;
Somewhere down the line.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-02-12 at 03:29
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