When the grass was short,
Knees were barked and
Giggles lasted through the day.
When the weeds grew wild,
Skirts were short and
Glasses magnified the world.
When the leaves fell,
Streams were colored,
Work was life endowed.
When the ice blew,
Snow drifts suffered,
Adult eyes grew jaded.
When trouble struck,
Murder most cruel,
Debts buried mountains.
When color drained,
Blood was forgotten, but
Genocide prevailed.
When liberty hid her head,
Shamed and lonely,
Safety became an illusion of the past.
When false men screamed in anger,
Children met death,
Streets rained red with blood.
When jealous greed drank a draught,
Slowly sip by sip, glad
Blindness filled our eyes.
When police dressed in shrouds,
Denying other’s truth,
Armed repressions stole freedom.
When children looked for justice,
Winter came early,
Paris was set aflame.
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Awesome! enjoyed the poem .
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Thank you, very much.
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Very nice poem
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