A Little Piece Of Blue Sky
- megloke76
- Feb 7, 2022
- 2 min read
Have we Forgotten…The Touch Of Being Human…
Have we Buried Our Hearts…
Under the Rocks…
Have we Depleted History…
In Our Arrogance…
In Wants of Only Being Seen, Yet Not Heard
For Why the Path that was Pregnated with Silence, Speaks More…
Why Those Who Were,
Bathed in Hatred…ASK…
“Please Now Close The Door…”
For I’ve Walked through History
Yet Much is Lost In Translation…
For Even if they Speak Now…
They Do So, So To Not Be Forgotten
They Do So…So the Generation After May Learn, More To Value, The Touch, The Hold, The Caress & Keep A Little Piece Of
Blue Sky, To Love & To Hope For Hope
But Have We Forgotten…
Is Our Voice Today, That Reeks Of Hatred, To Build A Community Of Haters…
That Let Alone React & Reflect
Have we Forgotten the Touch of Our Own Heart-Beat,
For they’ve Said, Close The Door Now,
For I’ve Walked Through History.
Yet In This Millenial Year Of 2022
With A Vast Blue Sky at our Disposal
Have We Overshadowed it
By Our Thoughts-Hateful
Forgotten What is To Love & Be Grateful
Have Our Cages Grown Virtual On
The Platform Called The Internet
“But To Share More of Our Differences Garnering Likes, With Words Of Intolerance; But Vainly Designed
What Shall We Do, When After All Our Futile Discussions & Endless Comments Soaked In Hatred, Shall Only Leave Us
“With A Pitiful Amounts Of Likes……”
Yet This Prision Called- Internet,
Shall Only Mushroom, Through Algorithms Based on Communities That But Bear A Hateful Mind
For Have You Heard To The Silence Of Those Who - Holocaust Survived
O! Have You Tasted The Piece Of
“Their-Little-Blue-Sky”
Asking Only This- “Please Close The Door Now!”, For I’ve Walked Through History”
I Shared My Story, So As To Not Be Forgotten & Help Remember
That Even As Untold Pain Befell Upon Me,
Yet I Still Held My Heart;
Irrespective Of All It’s Bleed!
For To Be Grateful For Life;
“One Needs To Give Up The Hatred Inside”
So As To Breathe That Freedom
Of A Little Of Blue Sky
So Please Close The Door Now;
“In Remembrance Of My Spirit”
So Others After me, “Need Not Bleed…”
But…Carry…
That Little Piece Of Blue Sky,
That, Which Of Freedom Speaks!
from the Annex, Where Anne & hear family were forced into hiding for two years, the little piece of blue sky that she could glance, was a metaphor for freedom to her, its heart touching how even the survivors spoke about love, about not taking anything for granted, about hope through those dark times of history
©️ Meghna/2022
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