Panted

Fearfulness,
Terrified,
Panted;
For the night of your pleasure has now turned into fear! !
Because the bombs are now falling unto everyone's house,
And the hospitals cannot take care of the dead!
The shield of war is now broken into pieces,
And the bombs are now falling unto everyone's house;
But, is there any hope for us? !

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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