I walked through the fields today, Where once were flowers were now sightless eyes staring up at me. Not even my tears falling to the ground could bring them back to life. They were gone for ever, their cries for help, unheard; I ran from that field today.
Reason for writing:
The Killing fields of Bosnia.
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