After the burial of
A neighbourhood child
I stayed in the cemetery
Where lash grasses, trees
...
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Very sobering thoughts to ponder in a place where death has already taken place and there is no reprieve for anyone left there. While walking through, hearing your conscience telling you to repent before it's too late and you end up there too! Very profound thought process, Alem! Excellent poem! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Dear Roseann Thank you to your feedback that will encourage me keep on writing and refining my poems