We could live our lives again
And stitch the lose end,
Rebuild unseen parts
Would we keep the forgotten
The invisible words forsaken?
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We could live our lives again
And stitch the lose end,
Rebuild unseen parts
Would we keep the forgotten
The invisible words forsaken?
A village unrecognizable in its’ stillness
Shadows where buildings once stood
A child’s haunted eyes peer out of a crate made window
Sitting motionless, searching with melancholy anticipation
Possibilities of peace reduced to rubble
A boy, drifting on a dust filled road, tumbles to his knees