Nonet
Sad Day
Right in the schoolroom, that bad bomb blew;
And when I awoke it was gone.
And all of the children, who
Should still have had faces,
Had holes now where heads
Once belonged.
Sad day, so
sad, so
wrong!
© Andipien
Written for The Atty's 2012
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Death & Delight
PoesíaThis “Death and Delight” collection for The Atty’s 2012 is an extract from my other two compilations published simultaneously on Wattpad, under the titles “Decades of Death” and “Decades of Delight”. (Feel free to peruse them in the Poetry section...
