Child's morn

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Cries in the night

Cold gray mist lies on the ground

     steel gray clouds are overhead

streamers of smoke in the cold breeze

     silence echo's all around

 

jagged teeth the broken buildings

     empty windows and broken doors

shell holes punched through all the walls

     broken stone lie on the ground

 

tangled hair gray with dust

     empty eyes that seemed too much

open mouth of parched lips

     empty of all except life

 

all is gone nothing remains

     life continues in childhood lost

without fear devoid of hope

     empty shell of what once was

 

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