Sunday, January 7, 2024

Echoes Of Screams


Echoes Of Screams
by Lord R.e. Taylor

It only took minutes
Innocent people were wiped out
Tortured and murdered
Now the streets are empty
There is no one left to be seen
The few survivors are long gone
But the streets are still filled
Filled with the souls of the killed
And the screams that will never fade
Begging to be remembered
And pleading for justice

© Poem – VII/I/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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