A tragedy of the world and passage of time
of things that disappear from memory,
a pain i can not fathom.
The ones that die raging in the night,
that are unspoken for
or unheard.
The language of a people,
no longer spoken.
The traditions of a nation,
no longer practiced.
The culture of a family,
erased by time.
Things that have been eradicated
beyond life
and can never be reborn.
Things once so precious
that are almost entirely gone from the world.
How do you reconcile the genocide of a culture?
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 11:44 PM UTC
A tragedy of the world and passage of time
of things that disappear from memory,
a pain i can not fathom.
The ones that die raging in the night,
that are unspoken for
or unheard.
The language of a people,
no longer spoken.
The traditions of a nation,
no longer practiced.
The culture of a family,
erased by time.
Things that have been eradicated
beyond life
and can never be reborn.
Things once so precious
that are almost entirely gone from the world.
How do you reconcile the genocide of a culture?
