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I Lost My Footing In December.
”Yes”I cry Silently at night.
I see images of death, missiles, bombs, eagles taking flight.
“Yes” I scream in the night with sounds of babies gasping for air, with all their might.
I see naked women paraded around, lifeless and boundless, souls lifting on great heights.
“Yes” I gasp for air in my broken sleep, gazing at the offering given, a young lamb in a glaring white light.
I wonder will I ever sleep again, with the images printed all over the liturgies, rushing to be distributed on the midnight freight.
”Yes” I’m human and may feel too deeply, with a dying thirst to give up on this empathetic fight.
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Dawn Earnshaw
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This was so poignant and emotional! Loved your poem!