Sea of children

There is an incomprehensible pain,
Behind the dampness of the eyes.
Horror and helplessness
Creep into hearts like never before.

Minds are forever corrupted.
Abandonment scars are forming the brains.
Padlocks of happiness are wrought,
Deep within the being.

Five hundred thousand children are marching,
Somewhere to their nowhere.
The path scent of pain they're leaving behind,
Is followed by many, so many like them.

© 2022 Florin Dragoș Minculescu

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jacob erin-cilberto

painful is what this situation is....

the last stanza is amazing...."Somewhere to their nowhere"
some of us adults are marching there as well.
beautiful but so sad,
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

2 Years Ago

Thank you, again!

Lisasview

Your poem made me cry..
Really powerful words..
Abandonment scars... is just one great line.. meaning so much
First read of yours..I will read more..
And, hoping you will find the time to read mine..
Lisa

Posted 2 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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2 Years Ago

In my kitchen, listening some Max Richter -November
Bucharest, România
:)

2 Years Ago

Such fun to make so many connections all over the wold..
So, with that and, my last message f.. read more

2 Years Ago

Have a nice day!

Chris Shaw

The sad and painful reality of what is unfolding before our eyes. We see from a distance and wonder how can this happen, but they are living it. They are experiencing hell. Composed with much feeling.

Chris