4/15/24

Across the Edge (a poem)

 

Paid across
edges of space-time the loss
of yesterday gone away
rises with days of holocaust

Weigh the world
mass thermodynamics hurled
sentient lives to the fore
broken doors of being’s way

What would say
if time could heal wounds today
self-inflicted senseless deaths
dying breaths of war have paid.

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