Point of View
Through my grandmother’s eyes I saw the rise and fall of the German empire
The devastation of the bombs on Hiroshima and Wall Street
The adhesiveness of dust on every inch of every dream.
I saw the storm that raged behind the scenes for twenty years
Before it finally broke, tore, destroyed the wall.
Through her eyes, a fading
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