Echoes That Were Felt: Series Part 2

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 A SERIES HONORING THE POEMS THAT COULD'NT BE POSTED:

                WE WERE AT WAR : NOT JUST WITH THEM, BUT WITHIN

.....WE FOUGHT....

We didn’t just bleed on borders,
We bled in beliefs.
We didn’t just fall in war zones,
We fell in silence.

But still—
We rose.

They said we were at war.
But weren’t we always?
Fighting for peace,
Losing sleep,
And praying silence wins someday.

But borders didn’t break that day —
hearts did.
And the loudest noise
wasn't from missiles —

it was from mothers watching the news.



NOT FOR GLORY, BUT FOR US


They rose with fire, not fame in mind,
Their courage carved in every line.
Not just the guns, but hearts that bled,
For every word that went unsaid.


A PART OF US STILL STOOD UP

Schools stand empty, playgrounds still,
Convoys rumble, and time stands still.
Sirens wail, a chilling song,
Innocence lost where fears belong.

Words on paper, protests declared,
Voices plead, but no one’s prepared.
In halls of power, silence grows,
While soldiers stand where the cold wind blows.

Whispers of gunfire in cold mountain air,
Lines drawn in dust, tension everywhere.
Eyes scan the horizon, hearts beat loud,
Peace feels distant beneath the cloud.

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