Think Of Us Again Poem by George Samuel

Wide World white world
Bygone without a trace of hair
Trampled down into pot of gold
Covered all bones and air
Watch world wash wall
All flowers mourning their tombs
Wasted by brutal murder or epidemic fall
Covering wet faces with the stone
Whole world wasted wishes
Taken day by day untold
Outcast with false hope flashes
Returning home daily in the cold
Whirl world why wind
Blows away our peace
Cruel days troubling mind
Crave the sun should cease
Worse world war waves
Sweeps through our pressured blood stream
Fallen heroes open graves
Our voices beside you shall scream