Less We Forget

The soil
Our soil
Is still wet
The casket smelling polish
The cross still standing
Whats broken
Is our hearts
Our eyes still teary
Praying to make sense
Out from this senselessness
Tonight we need hugs
Some ...not sure
Tomorrow not certain
Our loves rest
We are restless
We hold you in our hearts
Till our paths cross again
We will never forget.

?Our Fallen Sons and Daughters

From: 
Nairobi, Kenya




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Film Director, Producer, Multimedia Journalist, Writer, Poet, Event Manager, Life Speaker, Social Anthropologist, Nerd, Futurist


Last updated July 14, 2015