Vera Sidhwa


Through Glasses - Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I saw the world through naked eyes,
And everything was distorted.
Wars, pestilence and strife,
Showed themselves to me.

I saw the world through glasses.
I saw the world more clearly.
But it was the same,
War, pestilence and strife.

No matter how I colored it,
Bent it or shaped,
This world's sins,
Shown-up to me.

Topic(s) of this poem: world, world conflicts

Form: Found Poem


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2015



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