‘A Child’s Voice’ by Darren Joy

Madmen know. They shout it in the streets and in the fields but go unnoticed. Those dying know. They whisper it with their last breath but no one understands. The dead know. They touch the living in warning, passing silently over what were once their homes, yet go unheeded. And I know, though I no … Continue reading ‘A Child’s Voice’ by Darren Joy