THERE ARE ALREADY/ TOO MANY DEAD
There are already
Too many dead-
Too many people to miss-
I can’t stand the thought
That there will be more
But there will be more.
An old man lives-
But his world dies.
However long
He stretches his time out
The pains of more losses,
Will accompany him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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