A Sad Day Poem by Phil Panebianco
A Sad Day
A sad day when kids replace books with guns.
A sad day when words turn to violence.
A sad day when home becomes what they fear.
A sad day when knowledge is now learned in the street.
A sad day when colors result in hate.
A sad day when a life of opportunities is wasted in a blink of an eye.
A sad day, is that this day, is today.
Wow. yarp, you're right. wars, violence, and all that 'creepy' doings, they haunt us like a nightmare. sadly, it won't go away soon. just sad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/14/2026 1:35:50 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
One day those sad days will be happy. These words are powerful and so true. Thanks.