Tuesday 27th February
Surrounded by destruction
Every where we look
Living in daily fear
Last night the building shook
Death on every corner
Families displaced
All the beauty around us
Has now been brutally replaced
Now I sit here
Head in hands
Both sides making
Their demands
Yet in the middle
Here we sit
It takes all our strength
Not to quit
As I sit I ask myself
Who will call me dad?
This war has taken my future
And it makes me really sad
I dreamt of a future
With my wife by my side
Now we just spend our days
Sobbing as we hide
Pembrokeshire Poet
Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️
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