They Turned And Smiled Poem by Richard Blanch

They Turned And Smiled



Like a dormouse he slept
Outside light was falling
On discarded bars
Of steel, on melted tar
On broken jars
On discarded helmets
On shoes where feet had been
On scarves panic had left
On the remains of cars
On charred hopes
But his window remained unbroken
His peace unmarred
He was unaware
Far away
Doors shut on people
With a clang

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