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Bosnia

by Leah L. Cole


Momentary Hell
Breaking in waves
Agony
Despair
Hopelessness
Death
No love
No name remains
Only a frail
Skeleton of vitality
A broken body
Bloody and battered
A shattered life
Comes to an end
Not bitter
Not shameful
Not proud
Merely a void
And no one notices
The passing
The only mourner is
A devastated
Silent city street


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This poem is reproduced with the permission of the author.
© Leah L. Cole.
last modified 15 November 1998