The Aftermath Poem by Angela Henderson

The Aftermath

Rating: 2.9


When there's gun-fire and blasts,
Lives wrecked in a mad-mans task,
In the hurt and the grief
Many children believe,
We have a cure.
There's illness and sorrows
Lives wrecked, not tomorrows
In the hurt and the grief,
Many children believe,
We have a cure.
Politicians and their policies,
Lives wrecked, nations politics,
In the hurt and the grief,
Many children believe,
We have a cure.
Parents toil and strife,
Suffering other pitfalls of life,
In the hurt and the grief,
Many children believe,
We have a cure.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Des Gahan 02 March 2009

A mature good poem with a good use of imagery

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Sydney Love 11 March 2008

such a wonderful poem!

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