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abril 13, 2014

To the ones whose names won’t be told

Whose lives we will not know of

To the ones who will pass away

Survival seldom sung of

 

To the ones with dreams turned to ash

Who still cling to no promise

To the ones that make things move on

Clutching at their existence

 

To the ones making day and night

Never knowing just being

To the ones droning in and out

Of what makes life worth living

 

To the ones who just live and breathe

To the ones whose breath falters

Hail to those spreading life on earth

To their sons and their daughters

 

To the ones nowhere to be seen

Populating earth’s confines

Praise to them! We exist for they

Turned us in to the front lines

 

To the ones whose time flies away

No deeds of heroism

 

To the ones just like you and me

Hail to those who hang on

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  1. Lilia Picolini permalink
    abril 14, 2014 11:00 am

    Cuando comencé a leer, tuve un momento de angustia y depresión, después comencé nuevamente, llegué al final, y me emocioné!!!! Eso resume lo que este hermoso poema me hizo sentir!! Thank you for this poem!!

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