A town built upon the dead
the starved
and the murdered
and those left to die
in the deprivations
of imprisonment
and in the flames too
and the fire
of earlier devastations
We don’t remember the names
of the innocent beneath our feet
Yet the names of those that
should have died nameless in their guilt
we repeat them
we repeat them
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Notes:
1. Written in March, 2018
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