Healing Fields Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Healing Fields
With out thought for life or limb
no asking of the why.
Masking not the face within
how did I end up here?
Following orders I was trained
no asking of the why
uninformed.
Cornucopia of thoughts
flashed by
I saw.
Hand stretched forth to me
I see.
Untrained in such futility
so I cried for them
my tears
were shed.
Such fields for you
and me.
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