Bits and Pieces
They waited patiently
standing in line
hunger made them quiet
un-childlike
too quiet for children
standing in line.
Who knew what they’d be
when they grew up
those children
tinker, tailor, soldier, spy
on our side or theirs
whoever the us and them are.
Now we know for certain that
they’ll be none of those things
now they’re scattered
in bits and pieces
bombed to bits
just in case.
Futures laid to rest
in bits and pieces
just in case.
Author: Lynn White
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