Tuesday, September 24, 2024

Please Sir


Please Sir
By Lord R.e. Taylor

Please Sir
I have very little left
No brothers or sisters
No mother or father
I live in the streets
All alone
I beg for food when I can
But food doesn’t exist either
Please, Sir, I do have favor to ask
If you have even a single bomb left
Drop it on this innocent child
For I do not want to live any longer
Not in a world that does not exist

© Poem – IX/XXIII/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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