Dispossessed Awaiting PeaceA Poem by Mark Mendoza
Some of us will be stripped, beaten, thrown away, forgotten on the way to Peace. Haranging minds inundated with useless information will drive them to shallow graves of misery. They will be alone in their sorrow. They will lay, finally, to rest with the sound of laughter and play surrounding their place of death. May their transition be carried by a swift wind.
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1 Review Added on March 24, 2020 Last Updated on March 24, 2020 AuthorMark MendozaMarietta, GAAboutMy name is Mark A. Mendoza Welcome, with the warmest heart. This is a home for some of my poetry. This is a home for music I record https://markmoosemendoza.bandcamp.com/ more..Writing
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