With much thanks to sana , who's poem inspired this poem.


TWICE DAY I PASS BY THE CEMERTERY

I pass my local cemetery at least twice a day
Behind the wall lay many memory's of life's past
Behind a kind of sense is made
Many story's lay , awaiting to be written and read
Behind those wall lays the truth of war
Who never walk no more
Lay side by side now
Names , age , in common youth
Lay silent till some one stops and listens

The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams



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Written on 2010-08-30 at 12:01

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
It's too bad few stop and listen until the cemetarys are reached

Interesting poem, as usual, Ken

xxx Stan
2010-09-02