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Click hereMine
Rolled over, rolled under
Rolling, roiling, boiling , soiling
Girls. Boys never do that: all
Disguised and disgusted they’d
Rather be walls of flesh
Walls of steel and walls given
Way
Fields squishy underfoot, Mine
Said the rats burrowing through
The charred remains.
Layers crunchy underhand, Mine
Said the worms gnawing away
Heads buried in the ground, Mine
Said the maggots infesting
Maggie took them , one at a time
Hers, she crooned, cradling the sway
Boughs lowered, face withdrawn,
Forms exposed and riven to His
Gaze, offered : Mine
Said He to the heavens and the
Butterflies flitting slowly.
very moving poetry, great images..well not so great but you sure painted them nicely.