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Toni-Anne Torres-Sineo

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

35 poems·Since November 2014
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The End

January 14, 2015

A barren wasteland of

Broken and burnt memories

Of a world full of nouns

To create, it had taken centuries.

 

To destroy, it had taken seconds.

A single command was given

And within moments, the Earth was

Demolished, as a result of hate-driven

 

People with a veil over their eyes

Of prejudice, judgement, hate, pride.

Sure, there were treaties and commissions

But nobody really tried.

 

Not that it matters,

Now that there’s nothing left

Peace has been stolen, but there’s

No one to report the theft.

 

 
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