This does not belongs to a King or a Superior.
An innumerable mass grave.
The inhumane just pretend as immaculate
those wolves who brought these innocents
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The tragedy of those whose names are known only to God. It is if the people in your poem have become the flowers whispering, 'forget me not' to a largely indifferent world. May your memories of your mother be a solace to you. on this August day. Fine work, Nimal. Sandra
I believe she got your message very clearly Nimal. 'God bless your mother'
A very moving piece. Terribly sorry for your loss. Susie.