Joanna Hamilton Poems

The whistle blowing in the night
The cargo whispers silently
Death closing in around them
Freedom growing nearer
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When my life has ended,
Remember my promise to stay with you always
For your life will just begin
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There are no words for this
this aching, groaning, growling, moaning
feeling inside
like everything is frozen solid
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I want to be remembered
Long after I’m gone
Not as a student
A philosopher, or a writer…
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You thought you could keep me here,
hold me back,
but you're wrong.
I’m gone,
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Whistles fill the sky
Day and night
We are here
Most will not go back
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The walls crumble
The windows shatter
The doors fall as their guards
Leak life on to the floor
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Before the bombs,
Before the guns,
Before the death dealers came
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You do not know me
I do not know you.
But that’s okay,
Sit and stay
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Flowers on the wall
Watching the days pass us by
Waiting to grow tall
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