A poem with no beginning and no ending

by Mark Rawlins   Dec 3, 2015


... then after the violence
and after the dying ..
after the silence,
and after the crying.
Here come the bombs
to right all those wrongs ...

... then after the violence
and after the dying ....
after the silence,
and after the crying.
Here come the bombs
to right all those wrongs....

... then after the violence
and after the dying .....

Continue ad infinitum

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  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    It's an endless correction of wrongs...war is a commodity.

  • 8 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Loved it

  • 9 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    This is a unique ppiece, das und so true.I love the title you have chosen. You described the destruction of the world and it's keep repeating. enjoyed reading

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I actually really like this, Mark. In truth, I wasn't sure when I first read it, but I appreciate the repetition in the verse which reflects the sorry repetition of destruction that we seem so addicted to.
    All the very best and well done on this unique and important piece.
    Ben

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