The peaceful soldiers
have now cried their last,
seen beaten with curiosity
among the railways
where the most beautiful faces
can only be seen
when passing by.
The strong have now laid claim
of how windows
are for the weak,
those without posture
who’re now fighting
will only laugh
at those silent, offensive tales
that are being told
by those who think they are more.


About Sean O'Gorman

Spoken Word poet from Ottawa. View all posts by Sean O'Gorman

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