His Rocks.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
His Rocks....
we were made to raise our arms
we felt tired and scared,
our hands raised to the sky for
quite a long time,
as he watches all of us show our
exhaustion and suffering
yet how can we forget the lesson
he gave us
how can we attribute our success
after we suffered
after we were crushed to the ground
like his rocks.
Monday, April 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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