Conflict poem: Little Bones
Posted: Fri 29 Apr 2022 10:12 am
Little Bones
Tiny feet slap the road running
running
little bones snap
like wood-sticks
Yesterday you watched mother
brother
sister
burn alive
Babies as yet unborn
weep for you
Tiny feet slap the road running
running
little bones snap
like wood-sticks
Yesterday you watched mother
brother
sister
burn alive
Babies as yet unborn
weep for you