Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The Aftermath


Night descends upon the azure fading horizon,
Yet no crickets dare to sing their friendly song,
Every vein within my body has been undone,
Neither friends nor stars to move us along…

Only rhythmic tunes of a shooting gun,
Forcing the victims to a place they don’t belong,
A world where blood and scars bury once beating hearts,
A place where timeless love must depart…

Barbed wired fences chain our helpless souls,
Tender sounds of women as their innocence dried,
Children dying from the life that they stole,
A young man covering the corpse of his bride…

White haunting eyes reveal their lost control,
All their thriving life has now been denied,
Listen carefully and you can hear the Earth cry,
As the smell of lost hope carpets the sky…

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