Eyeless in Gaza

Eyeless in Gaza

Lachrymose, morose
hidden faces
shielded eyes;
the years of war
like purgatory,
a putrid sore.
Like Samson was,
his eyes put out
the actors in this
sordid play
bereft of love
of empathy,
forever blind.
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By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.

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