Days are soldiers guarding us to hell
in these cities where boys
crave to kiss the face of death
love is a mystery
only understood by death.
We’ve taught death
to define love for us
The same way light asks darkness
to prove it’s virtues.
At funerals our songs carry so much love.
We keep wasting love in these dirges we twirl
into air. Days are soldiers
guarding us to hell
in these cities
where death teaches a child to love his mother
And love teaches a girl to die everyday.
Days are soldiers
guarding
us to hell.
© Elizabeth Semende🌼
You have summed up the pain in words.
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There is so much pain in the world, very sad
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Thanks for stopping by Lost soul
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Your work is incredible to read💞
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Aw thank you
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where boys
crave to kiss the face of death…lovely sad poignant words….
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Thanks for the read Chris
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You said it well 🙂
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Thanks Ben
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woah!!! that was grt …
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Thanks
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welcome!!
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Beautiful words – my only wish is that they weren’t so true. We can’t go on living this way much longer…
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Yeah it’s pretty sad
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Nice post
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Thanks
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You are so very powerful. Thank You for sharing Your heart so openly.
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Thank you Forresting365
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Very powerful but very sad :(, I hope you write happier poems in 2018 🙂
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Thanks roijoyeux. 2018 I’m definitely writing happy poems
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