Monday, March 2, 2026

When bombs kill kids

 

Us poets are a strange species.

With stiff upper lip,

We have to talk of love, birds and bees,

And many a #splendour,

When bombs kill kids,

Idiots decide what’s right and wrong,

And many an atrocity,

I hear there’s AI for that,

But I can hear those machines cry, not us.


#vss365


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