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Under the Weight of a Leaden Sky


Post No 791


Under the Weight of a Leaden Sky


Greys, graze,

Colours erase,

Faceless figures, nameless numbers,

Making sense of the senseless.


Humanity wounded,

Cut to the core, edges raw,

Someone’s baby,

Somebody’s child.


Chain linked, slashed wide,

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers,

Weeping tears,

Stilling fears.


Gap-toothed abscess marred;

History’s face is scarred.


©Denise G Allen, 27 April 2015 03:46

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

2 thoughts on “Under the Weight of a Leaden Sky

  1. “History’s face is scarred.”

    Yes indeed.


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