sweet dates Date: Thursday, 1st August 2002 @ 06:50:42 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Jan_Oskar_Hansen Sweet Dates. Dark as gore the stagnant river is, burning buses clouds of dust from razed homes, dead children and guttural voices crying for revenge… Friends’ and foes’ blood soaked up by thirsty soil where palm trees of peace one day shall grow; sweet dates we will eat, but not just yet… This poem is Copyright © Jan_Oskar_Hansen Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=1543