Yesterday
Yesterday or was it the day before
yesterday? I held my breath hoping
against hope that what was about
to happen, wouldn't happen but it
did happen.
Now I must breathe, in - out, as tears
stream from my eyes for a nation which
has suffered so much for being in the
middle must suffer again.
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2022
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