hidden peopleA Poem by Christopher Withersa villanelle. First published 2006.screaming bombs fall from the sky darkness washes out the eye hidden people start to die children's voice becomes a cry fires burn and memories die screaming bombs fall from the sky buildings fall and dust blows high mangled wrecks greet the eye hidden people start to die planes they fail and fall from high crashing down to writhe and lie screaming bombs fall from the sky acrid smoke burns the eye whispered voices wail and cry hidden people start to die dirt filled mouth halts the cry children's screams end with sigh screaming bombs fall from the sky hidden people start to die
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1 Review Added on September 10, 2014 Last Updated on September 10, 2014 AuthorChristopher WithersAboutI recently discovered a user on this site had been posting my poems as his own. To combat this, I've decided to post my poetry here, hopefully stopping this from happening again. The poet in questi.. more..Writing
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