From a distance, the old man sits with cloudy eyes.

His house is burning / the soldiers are marching.

His heart is still, a radio to his ears.

An old tune comes up, he is closing his eyes

Returning to the times when he sung.

When he swirled with the wind as a boy.

As one bidding dreams come.

The sirens are wailing at a distance

beckoning a certain brood

An air of warning.

Now, he is standing, falling.

Holding his chest to a symphony of death.

His heart is wandering in the dust too, his breath failing.

In the morn of yesterday, he was a man laughing with children.

That pulled his legs and ears.

Breathing the spices in the air, playing in bed.

Staring at the eyes of youth, whispering promises again.

Today he is a picture of loss, the shadow of fights.

When the bombs came down, when the raids reigned.

Snatching his breath,

It’s been years, his radio still hisses with life
We fight, must we?
We war, should we?

The soldiers boots make that sound.

But he is in the dust now, a memory and
A radio

“Citizens of our dear Nation, don’t lose hope”.

Blah blah blah

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Henry Chinonso October 23, 2019 at 3:16 am

So reassuring nicely put beautiful

Debby Keys October 23, 2019 at 3:21 am

Thank you Henry ♥

Gottfried October 23, 2019 at 5:49 am

Post war theme

Debby Keys October 23, 2019 at 8:33 am

😔 yeah

Scribbles October 23, 2019 at 6:59 am

Can’t wait for this to be analyzed in the classrooms by literature enthusiasts. Well done!

Debby Keys October 23, 2019 at 8:32 am

Oh wow. That would be such an honour! 💞 Thank you!

Myracle October 23, 2019 at 10:48 am


Debby Keys October 26, 2019 at 9:50 pm

Me too 😭

Uche Alexis October 23, 2019 at 10:54 am

“In the morn of yesterday, he was a man laughing with children…”
Reasons why we must strive to never allow national conflicts degenerate into war, it never ends well….Beautiful poem Debby

Debby Keys October 26, 2019 at 9:50 pm

It never ends well really 😭
Thank you for reading 💞

JONES October 23, 2019 at 8:29 pm

Oh my!

Debby Keys October 26, 2019 at 9:46 pm

My my 😊

gangkefas October 29, 2019 at 10:14 am

It couldn’t have been better, nice piece .

Debby Keys October 29, 2019 at 4:44 pm

I believe so 🤗

Egworaha Emmanuella. O. November 6, 2019 at 12:23 pm

Beautiful is a way to undermine this poetry. Its mind warming.

Deborah January 7, 2020 at 12:37 am

Of a truth I learnt that memories can not be brought to reality no matter the emotions we put in but the are best in our minds.

Debby Keys January 7, 2020 at 1:30 am

It’s not easy dealing with that.
True, Debby ♥


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