
Hello Friends,
A new free verse poem waits below, born from my brain’s inability to shut down at night.
Enjoy.
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Blue light
floods the room,
the whistle and snap
of exchanged gunfire
A child sleeps peacefully
less than a foot away
from the hand-held horrors of war
and a mind on fire
From this
eight-inch screen,
blissful ignorance
comes undone
Tell me,
where were you
when you found a tear
in the world you knew?
Who were you
after peeking through?
-Brandon White
basically me playin games on my phone and losing sleep
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Those games will getcha. 🙏🏻
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