Snatched from the grasp of my slippery hand

as we were being evacuated

the hardship to reach the borders and safety

the pressure at last released

such noise of gun fire and the inevitable panic

pitiful humanity scared and sick!


Surging forward afraid they were being deserted

trampling upon each other

screams of many children and mothers separated

soldiers callous and cruel

degrading those forced from their own homelands

all they owned in their hands!


My wife forced from my grasp dragged in the wave

of such utter chaos and despair

snatched like a tree branch in a fast-moving river

now not water but human misery

without hope stability or permanent destination

my search I start  in desperation!


Searching for her betwixt the endless conflicts!


The Foureyed Poet.

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  1. [ Smiles ] Fabulous poem.


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