They said not to look back
But I did
And all I saw was destruction.
Death.
Suffering.
Poverty.
Was our past really like that?
Was our societies past that bad?
And yet,
somewhere amongst that death
and suffering
I see happiness
creativity
love.
Is our society really so cold
To not have love?
I wish people knew,
Our beautiful
and not so beautiful
history.
Athena
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PuisiPoems that come from my heart, deep down where only I can see through the darkness. These poems are flowers that grow in this darkness. Clinging together to let me live my life and be free.
