Blood And Land Poem by Erin Cowart

Blood And Land



Why can man not just be small
And accept as his fate
The small plot of land, sea, sky
That he is given in life

How many bodies strewn about
On a piece of land
Can make it belong to a country or person
Blood does not mean ownership

If it did
Who would own your land?

Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance,humanity,war
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Erin Cowart

Erin Cowart

Gainesville, FL
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