I pray my tears would fill the rivers
I wish your screams would wake the dead
I hope your bodies revive with life
It's like hearts have turned to stone
Why pit brother against brother?
Your kith and kin
This body aches so I ache
A pain skin-deep and sore
Rather flesh and bone
Skin stretched against bones
Until it is no more
Innocents lost
Don't you dare turn away
Their rasped voices are calling
But no aid for miles
Who to rely on?
When their own brothers have failed them
Their mothers collecting dust
One plea emanates from me
The least you can do:
Pray for their salvation
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Save Our Souls and other poems
PoetryA collection of WhisperFlora's poems. (pssst that's me!) It's a collection, so I'll add more to it. And there'll be a range of poems - some are light and fun to read while others...Well, why don't you see for yourself? Copyright 2014-2019
