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Epiphany

There is a song called 'Epiphany' by Taylor Swift in her album Folklore. And this poem had inspired me so much that I wrote a poem based on it a long while ago. But I was reminded of it now because I had to study a poem named 'The Diameter of the Bomb' by Yehuda Amichai for my exam today- an anti-war poem that speaks volumes about the sheer destruction and pain it brings. It is then that this particular poem that I wrote was brought to my memory. I'd like to share that very amateur yet profound poem for my blog post today.


the battle cries in the back

the soldier bleeding to the ground

the men around him walk on without

his only friend rushing to his side

watching the life drain away

from those eyes he daily stared

all around the bullet sounds

the little kid wails somewhere

on a lady's chest; tears in his hair

the gentle hands that used to be around her

now lies cold somewhere far away

she clutches tight onto the kid

the only part remaining of her muse

the sick woman upon the bed

lets out a gasp- a mother's heartbreak

the father shouts into the unknown

his boy's first cry, he remembers it now

the earth still spins, death has arrived

and it has claimed 

the soldier

his friend

his son

his wife

his mother

his father

and the whole of what he owned

the epiphany
of a crumbling world

they taste before
their demise arrives

and it claims
the remains of their life

everywhere they turn
they see no escape

only blood

only death

only the broken selfish world

that exists today

when will come an end to this

tell me, when will come an end to this?


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