No Entrance Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

No Entrance



Tapping on doors of empty rooms, forlorn and tattered curtains
hanging on the windows, furniture burned and broken, lying
scattered around on floors of every room.

No human being having ever entered through the front door after
the fire burned and destroyed the lives of everyone who used to
live there.

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