You sang a song of eternal sanctum
Beneath a sliver moon of hope renewed
I discerned your mother’s voice, as it passed
Like an Olympic torch, to your daughters,
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Excellent meters, loved the stalagmite daggers, wonderful poetry. Thanks for the read, L&T
Each stanza is so well crafted and a thought in it's own right they could stand alone. Combined they are even more powerful.
I love this poem, right to the point and full of truth...
There are many thoughts in this piece that have touched me. Thank you for the simple complexity of this poem.
'Realize the painted walls that we adored Are really those of exile' You are good..........