People shout
And fight.
Flags in the hands of the stick
High stick them,
That saw the sky.
Children are no longer children
they do not have power
to be happy.
Trampling motionless body
Barely still body.
The heart beats them
Only stones hitting.
murder
clouds which one after the other slide,
Children who sleep
Mother curtains flock
And dogs that last bark.
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