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Heartbroken

few more lives in scrambled eggs
lie dead on breakfast plates
yolk and white blended as one
delighting umpteen taste buds

broken shells of healthy eggs
bereaved of their loved ones
wonder why they're only cared
as Easter eggs once a year

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Free verse
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This is a wow. I love how you leave your reader pondering the unfathomable.

I really liked this but I wanted more you know I've always been a greedy beast lol

Love and hugs Jayne x

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

thanks for the read and encouraging comment. Means a lot..

have a comfortable day and take care..

warmly...

raj (sublime_ocean)

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dear raj... I always wonder where from do you come up with the ideas of your poems, like this one, it has some food for thought.
Always enjoyed!

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thanks for the read and your comment. Good to know it tickled your mind...
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raj (sublime_ocean)

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I really felt the life of those murdered souls lol. I use to love scrambled eggs. no more scrambled baby chicks for me. Beautiful poem. You really captured the essence of a yellow chick that could have graced my presence if it had entered my path.

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Thanks for taking time and effort to read and comment. Please don't give up your favorite scrambled eggs. This one is a sort of a satire to draw attention that we remember the martyrs only once a year on Memorial day.

warmly..
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raj (sublime_ocean)

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Not a problem. I’m a vegan and don’t eat meat or eggs anymore since August of last year

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for your visit and comment
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raj (sublime_ocean)

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Thanks Lovedly for visiting this page again..
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raj (sublime_ocean)

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I love hearing the inspiration behind your poems. this one was definitely unsettling (the eggs scrambling, the broken shells), and even moreso after hearing your reason for writing. thanks for sharing!

p.s. I like the play on words in the title "heartbroken," since the eggs' shells (the soliders' bodies) have been broken, and so too our hearts.

Thanks Greg for taking time to read the lines and between the lines...appreciated...
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