Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
Hiroshima
Future Presidents, past.
Dark, huddled figures
Stand Crying.
A thousand eyes
And a small voice...
Whimper, sobs,sighs,
And returns Again
"Why did I have to
Keep the button?
ShamusDeyo
Written by
ShamusDeyo  MPLS MN
(MPLS MN)   
1.1k
     ryn, ShamusDeyo, Queen and Ann M Johnson
Please log in to view and add comments on poems