Peace Poem by Pere Risteski

Peace



The clothes that I patch all the time
ubearable tatters
throw me into the silence
in stillness
in peace
in my pain
to yell at every
offence and humiliation
so I would earn the mercy of freedom
in the silence
that threw me
in stillness
in peace.

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Pere Risteski

Pere Risteski

Struga, Macedonia
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