GloPoWriMo – Day 12

Waiting Game

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Time goes by

Yet every day feels exactly the same

Thousands of innocents tragically die

Time goes by

How many will never have the chance to say goodbye?

Who will rise to take the blame?

Time goes by

Yet every day feels exactly the same


Daily Prompt: “write a triolet. These eight-line poems involve repeating lines and a tight rhyme scheme.” From Na/GloPoWriMo