From The Gaza Series Poem by POET SHUMUKH

From The Gaza Series

The clay is charred.
De novo! To give a new effigy.
To blow the command,
This time!
The form will be 'the lovely.'

The flag bearers are forging ahead on their path.
A knock on the door.
This promise is for you.
Just hold fast!
To the covenant that was made.

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