The Bravehearts Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
The Bravehearts
Dreams rising up with the smoke
Hundreds at a time
Vanishing where the rainbows were
As the woodfires slowly burn
Reducing even the bones to ashes
Choked voices, silent tears
Helpless against providence
Clouds gathering in the horizon
The future fathomless
The present unbearable
Oh, they are bravehearts!
They will get through this
Bruised, broken, shattered
And plough through life
For what it is worth!
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