Silvery eyes

Sivery eyes, twisted mouth
Charred skins
Body amidst bodies

Like roosted ants
They lay, oblivious
Of souls, sympathy sickened

Fuel pipeline had burst
Them, fire had swallowed
History, them had made

The corpse
Eyes not closed
Cold with silvery stare

Soul in need
Earth, to the living
Had we, done nothing?

poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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