Tenth poem of the day.

It was a small spot of red
on a canvas dominated by blue and black
a lone point of humanity
amongst two armies
without faces or names

One small spot
to represent the blood
of millions lost

A young woman walked by
stirred by the breeze
the ladybug flew away

(5 August 2017)

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