a world
they said
a final you don’t
miss like every-
one would the pain
of living
here
at the centre of it
where they’re singing
your lost anthems
walk on in shades
a last no
go in all directions
start by shooting young
medics in the back
oh razan
how we love you
when you’re dead
Reuben Woolley
Beautiful writing about a beautiful soul, thank you
Comment by Sylvia Ann Jenkins on 8 August, 2018 at 2:23 pmThanks you, Sylvia.
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