on a bright blue morning
I saw the end
as the city went up
in flames,
you turned to me
with panic in your eyes,
screaming why?! why?!
I said we must not
cry
so when it is all over
we can face the truth
and say
we remained
human beings;
…..be still
my tired
beating
savage
heart
your day of rest
will come
all too soon.
.
.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Your feedback is greatly appreciated