By Charles Robert Lindholm

We were pawns
the little pieces
in a fight
between opponents
Mom and Dad

 Stranded in the middle
pulled in both directions
unable to move
afraid to choose
surrounded on a battle line
running through my heart

little pieces
in a war
that was never won

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