World's Neighbourhood Voice Poem by james watkin
World's Neighbourhood Voice
When not whooping, its voice
Is a more pained scream.
Some brace for this realization
Here, wider opened!
Mothers, expectant once again!
For their hearts to rend!
The world's. Daily erupts
Before them; love-drawn.
Who runs then falls, when on request
Does each willing child!
Nevertheless, back and forth pride
Had bright out-smiled.
Monday, October 2, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: children,mother,noise
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