Rubble Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Rubble
A little boy and a little girl,
lay quivering at the bottom of
the world. Where at the top of
the rubble lay, there in decay.
The promises of the president,
the world was going to be okay.
The rubble lays and decays with amazing promises. War gives fear. We need no war. All of us need peace across the world. An interesting poem is beautifully penned...10
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12/25/2025 9:51:42 PM # 1.0.0
Let's hope that's the reality with Trump!
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