Monday, March 27, 2023

A Piece Of Granite


A Piece Of Granite
by Lord R.e. Taylor

So many people
War heroes and workmen
Mothers and fathers
Priests and kings
Paupers and lunatics
They are no longer judged
Their stories are rarely told
Some are not even remembered
But, all buried side by side
No one better than the others
Marked with just a piece of granite
The last sign of a lost life

© Poem – III/XXVII/MMXXIII
LRET


 

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