She sucks you in, like a vacuum
You believe her, so like an idiot
And, when you find the truth
You run with the speed of a chariot
Her brain doesn’t work quite right
It is filled with hate and lies
And, when you find the truth
You feel like you’ve been despised
When you realize she’s broken
A victim of World War II
And, when you find the truth
You realize you are through
You cannot mend this broken
It occurred so long ago
And, when you find the truth
You cry from the pain of the foe
The sadness comes from a history
A history that is so hard to bear
And, when you find the truth
Your heart is broken with no room to spare
You can love her from a distance
It is the only logical way
And, when you find the truth
You are forced to stay away
The sadness is overwhelming
Your heart can hardly suppress
And, when you find the truth
It is time to end the stress
I keep editing this poem as I don’t want to offend anyone.
The person in the poem could be anyone who has been affected by war.
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Well written my friend. Love the hummingbird poem too! My favorite bird as well followed closely by our bluebird family that comes back to our deck everyday with the whole family. Still reading on😉
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