Pantoum

Keith Murgatroyd Welch
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readJan 3, 2018

The bombs are falling
I can’t hear them
I can’t hear the children crying
They are far away

I can’t hear the bombs
I can’t hear the bullets
They are far away
They are for other people

I can’t hear the bullets
The children hear them
They are for other people
We don’t want to hear

Children hear the bullets
They cover their ears
We don’t want to hear
We don’t want to know

We cover our ears
Pretend we don’t know
We don’t want to know
We know and we don’t care

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