Me and My Rag Doll
Date: Thursday, 23rd November 2017 @ 09:11:48 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Franco
Sat in anticipation, holding on tight to
my darling rag doll, wondering, if
there gonna be any warm meal today;
for mama whispered to me,
“Baby; it’s a ceasefire day”.
But came the siren louder than
the aerial-bombing; squealing scared
human silhouettes scuttled hither and thither
as burning toxic blaze consumed homes,
what is spared from the earlier boom-gloom.
Lost and lonely me and my rag doll stood famished;
watched mama and dada smoked;
as supreme nations played their
petty piggish war game,
as demon lord ruled my homeland,
now buried beneath mortal ashes;
as one vast pitiable wasteland.
Like an overplayed rag doll, stood unwanted; bleakly
gazing at my hollow hopes, naked without love,
waiting, for the doors of mercy or heaven to open.
© Franco Joseph
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