Megalithic monuments to our past.
Cold stone can’t heal broken hearts,
replace shattered dreams, give life
to memories of the dead.
When will truth
replace our human greed, when
will we ever learn? We see and hear
what we want
with blind eyes and deaf ears.
Why even ask?
Look both ways for life.
Mind gaps in memories, lest we lose what we have.
Our Literary Journey 
Dear Bill,
I wonder if there’s a chance we’ll ever learn. “seeing what we want with blind eyes and deaf ears.” Stunning line. Touching poem.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle.
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A masterfully woven poem, Bill. It leaves me pondering….will we ever learn?
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Some lessons are slow coming and hard setting in. 🙂
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Sadly, that’s true.
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Why ask indeed?
Because somewhere, somehow, some really want change…
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Indeed.
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Gone to graveyards every one…
Powerful piece, Bill
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That’s the one 🕺
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