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24 september 2016

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B.Z. Niditch
B.Z. Niditch

THE CHILD SOLDIERS

The child soldiers
smile and gaze 
in a nightmare
as your furniture
and personal pictures
are being removed,
then you are taken away,
there are few
photos of you left
bathing on the sea
or up on skis
or on a white mountain
vacation,
no one to greet you
in the city market
without any fruit
or vegetables
in a time of war
reporters visit
after the horror
who now stare
at your losses.

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