Poetry: Chloe Writes "Broken"

Chloe Writes is a #GS&NS blog series featuring the work of our very own Design Assistant, Chloe Glass. From her notebook to your screen, Chloe shares her writing, photography, and art with our creative readers. 


A little girl’s hair peeks out from underneath a black sheet
While across borders a little boy lets go of a bomb
And here 49 souls are dead by cause of one hand

The truck whom stole almost one one hundred lives
The doll lying broken in the street, where beside her
A little girl’s hair peeks out from underneath a black sheet

Pieces fall and eyes close in all directions
Those dressed in blue returning home only in red
While across borders a little boy lets go of a bomb

The present is shattered, the past yearned for
The world is damp with tears
And here 49 souls are dead by cause of one hand