Day 364.
They are at it again the
barks and bites of the gunfire’s.
It’s difficult to put them on a leash.
The bomb’s outburst of religion, poverty and gender equality.
His roar burns our inner armour.
We are in the belly of the nuclear scent our
death bed.
No words of oxygen. We have lost the fight.
And here we are smiling
a debris smile.
Help us europe.
Justine Louisy
Copyright ©Justine Louisy 2016
All Rights Reserved
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 8:07 AM UTC
Day 364.
They are at it again the
barks and bites of the gunfire’s.
It’s difficult to put them on a leash.
The bomb’s outburst of religion, poverty and gender equality.
His roar burns our inner armour.
We are in the belly of the nuclear scent our
death bed.
No words of oxygen. We have lost the fight.
And here we are smiling
a debris smile.
Help us europe.
Justine Louisy
Copyright ©Justine Louisy 2016
All Rights Reserved
Throwing it back to the migrant crisis back in 2016... a moving piece with sentimental value. Let’s look out for each other REGARDLESS of background circumstance. We are ALL HUMAN. Put yourself in their shoes for a minute.... ❤️🙏🏽
