Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A family photograph

(Poem)

The picture itself is dull
Their faces gloomy
As if they are aware
Of the tragedy befallen them
As if they are aware
They are no longer alive.

Take a closer look:
They have resigned to their fate.
They know they can't
Stand this closer anymore.
She knows she can't
Hold the kid's hand anymore.

Outside of the dullest of pictures,
They know, they not exist.

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