Poem18

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# NaPoWriMo2022
#ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour
#Day18

War.

The prosperous city
Now covered with dead bodies
A war is on ,
And killing seems a game here.

Innocents lie dead
What are their fault?

Sparrows used to come
to the city center
Those who fed them
Were not found any more.

So go away sparrows
Go away
Dont sing here
If you want to sit
Then sit with quaetude
And mourn over the ones
Who used to feed you before.

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