Even If Food Were Free
No,
they don't want to help us.
Each of them is
splendid and they live
in their own castles.
We are island
citizens of bedlam.
We have fought
for the fuel to light our fire.
Death is simple.
No one counts it.
We are asked only to smile
to make it pass quickly.
they don't want to help us.
Each of them is
splendid and they live
in their own castles.
We are island
citizens of bedlam.
We have fought
for the fuel to light our fire.
Death is simple.
No one counts it.
We are asked only to smile
to make it pass quickly.
Comments
there will be no
child crying tonight,
even if food were free,
i hope that,
we'll stop fighting
just for one day...
*i think i like all ur poems..it seems*