an empty chair in a room of rubble
that will never hold the weight
of laughter
again.
a solitary toddler's shoe
that will never know the joy
of running
into their mother's arms.
a people displaced
that will forever hold a culture
of war torn bruises.
shriveled blades of grass
burnt to ash,
cities leveled,
blood sought after
by greed and ego...
Where there is no longer compassion
all sense of humanity
is lost.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (4)
Excellent, though heartbreaking poem. The conclusion highlights the importance of each of us showing compassion whenever we can.🩵
A well-wrought expression of a sad truth. But there is always hope!
really could feel the sadness of this. good job!
This is the type of content I’m used to writing! Great expression of the disconnect and depravity of humanity.