Virgin shrouds Mourning wombs Innocence cut short Parents' lap Empty broken Shoulders weary Eyes weighed Bullets strayed Nameless assail Hopes frail. When bombs fly And sirens cry Children cannot defy They wonder if they Will live to see Another dawn Play and run all day long And they wonder What the fighting is all about?
There is a tragic truth in this poem, Yassy.
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Yes, Robbie. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
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A thoughtful, well-crafted piece about hard truths. Brilliant job.
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Thank you so very much!
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You’re welcome!
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Prophetic – but then again it’s a recurring theme throughout history – sadly. Peace where you are. —Michael
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Thank you for your insightful thoughts.
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I admire your work. Thank-you for sharing your spirit with us.
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Thank you. I am honoured.
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Once again I use this medium to go “off topic”, Yasy. I typed in what I thought would lead me to you…and, it did. David ben Alexander…I quickly grabbed both poems and reblogged to reead later as I am runningooutof’puter time…yet, again. Oh, my. So I had to shoot on over to your marvelous site to say I shall be back after the storms we have been promised. I have missed you and your wordswonderful. And here I am telling you because of you I have found yet another reason to leave your tendererest of wordsmithery for another. Ahhh, such is life and you spread petals across the known and sometimes unknown and even more often possibly unknowablyunknown universes in which your name if not known should so be. But I digress. The notion of shared poetry intrigues. I shall ‘vestigate. Perhaps even teast Mike Steeden and Bruce Clay Jewett to join in the madcappery. Bye for the nonce, Lady Yassy. Thou Art Loved. J
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Yassy this is so powerful and poignant and sad
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Thank you, Lorraine ❤️
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That’s very true, Yassy. Children don’t understand war. It’s great how you write it seen from out their viewpoint.
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Thank you for your wonderful insight!
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poignant
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Thank you 🙏
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oh, this is tragically beautiful Yassy
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so painful and real Yassy! nicely done.. 💙💙
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💔💔
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I love this one. It is beautiful and sad. Thank you for checking out my blog, by the way.
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Thank you. And you are very welcome!
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Yes, Yassy! Pulls at my heart strings. Thank you for your beautiful poetry! 💗
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Thank you so much .. take good care of yourself ❤️
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Reblogged this on Ed;s Site..
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Thank you.
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This depiction of children in war is heart breaking, Yassy.
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Hate is learned, not inherited.
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Exactly!
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lord of the world
satan
vishn a eat it
eat it
death
for no good reason baby
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What a beautiful written poem, a description of how war affects the children.
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Thank you.
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Yassy: you wield your way to inescapability. Yes, indeed, what is all the killing about? But we know, don’t we. Most children have to learn greed, avarice, envy and cruelty. They watch us and learn. Keep after it, drear Lady.
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Thank you dear man
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Moving and true. Thank you
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Thank you , Judy.
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How’ve you been, Yas? It’s been such a long time. I wasn’t getting your posts in my feed and I thought you were away until I looked for you and found you. Those words, golden as ever!
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Not too well. Down with malaria. I wasn’t getting your posts too. Not seen you on Twitter too.
Thank you.
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So true, wars are hard for everyone but even worse for children who have no idea why it is happening.
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Thank you 🙏
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Well done!
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Thank you.
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Yassy, this is very powerful, cuts away the superficial layer we see in daily life. Perhaps lifting our hearts and thoughts up to God through prayer and meditation can help us find the faith to persevere.
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Thank you.
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Heartbreakingly true.
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Thank you.
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It beautifully depicts the horrors of war.
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Thank you.
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I will never understand why men want war. Perhaps, it is because they don’t bring up children with a lot of love and care. Those who do can never kill. Men refuse to learn from history and commit the same mistake repeatedly. Humans are the most intelligent and the most foolish at the same time.
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So good to see you. Your wisdom is beautiful to read. You are so right in what you have just said!! Bravo sweet girl 🤗
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Painfully provocative and appropriate. Thank you for caring and asking Yassy.
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Thank you so much !!
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My pleasure!
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So very poignant and powerfully true! This resonates with my soul!
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Thank you.
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A very good poem
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Thank you.
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It is so sad to see children traumatized and dying in the ongoing struggles for power and control. We really have our priorities screwed up!
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Thanks, Ned.
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🥰🙏🏽
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Innocent children are victims of unnecessary conflicts. Feeling sad and helpless.
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Thank you.
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This one makes me want to cry because too much of this is happening now and I think it is going to spread. The powerful fighting for power through the sacrifice of the innocent…devils all.
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🙏🤗💖
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God’s children…😭
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Yes’s 🤗
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Such sad but true words. Deeply moving. Beautifully written.
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too much war
what would anyone
want that shit for?>
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Oh my goodness, heart-wrenching…and so powerfully written.
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Nicely done Yassy. I’m subscribed and look forward to delving into your work. You recently liked “Resolve”, a poem of mine. Feel free to subscribe back as I’m trying to get my writing to a larger audience.
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I just followed you.
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Very sad and well written. Your ending is perfect. What is the fighting all about!!??
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Thank you.
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You ae welcome!
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Thank you. The Europeans should go home or surrender to the “horrific act of sharing”–but sadly, they are trained in sociopathy. When the human species gets over itself you will know, because two changes will have occurred en masse: 1.) We will have given up the fictions of “race” and theism; (2.) We will have made it so if any rogue nation invades another, the remaining democratic bodies will warn the offender it has 24 hours to retreat behind its border or be deterred by the rest of them.
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Thank you !
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Children’s questions often hold the answers we adults have lost sight of. I appreciate that you ended this tragic poem with the implicit wisdom of children.
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Thank you, Camilla. So grateful to you for reading and voicing your insightful wisdom!
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This is very powerful.
Thank you for liking my post, https://revairin.wordpress.com/2024/03/26/control-or-surrender/
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Thank you.
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Powerful and poignant, Yassy 🌹
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Thank you for reading and commenting , Lesley 🤗
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❤️🤗
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So incredibly moving xx
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Thank you.
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Oh for the pain… No words, only prayers🙏🏼💕
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🤗🙏❤️
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💓💓💓
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This echoes and shakes the soul…
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Thanks.
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