Pieces Poem by Bill Grace

Pieces



It is a peculiar pain
to see the pieces all around
the nation that stopped Hitler
lost in smart phones but stupid
and self
and entertainment
money as a God
no mystery
little sacrifice
Hitler – only the most dim name
pieces of the nation
that stopped him -
the Gold star mother -
forgotten.

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