The black shoes Lay in a heap On the cement pavement And the bloodied footprints Stepped on all sides round, Fading away Into the distance.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this poem after an incident which left me witnessing a sense of loss , of emotional carnage. The signs were there afterwards of the damage done, the personal debris left behind, the wounded disappearance of a previous existence. I think of it now when something terrible happens to me, to others...
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