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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.



Comments (2)
great piece
I feel I'm missing some context so I'm not able to understand your poem 😅