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She was 6, I was 8, He was 10, They were grown men

His Forever Silent Sacrifice

By Chelas MontanyePublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
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Like a teardrop falling, frail and weak

His wound bled from our sister’s cheek

Run, little girls! It runs deep

Stay away! From pain, bleak

Telling us, don’t seek

Pushed us like sheep

To safety

From their

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About the Creator

Chelas Montanye

I’m an advocate for education and equal health care. I love satire. I love to express myself through art and writing. Social issues fascinate and astound me. Co-founder of Art of Recycle.

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  • Testabout a year ago

    great piece

  • I feel I'm missing some context so I'm not able to understand your poem 😅

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