It's raining tears...
It's raining tears
upon the flowers
wilted petals
falling free..
All the people
bend their heads
close their eyes
how can it be....
Sunshine - shadow
scatter through
sobbing - shaking
how and why...
Wish the dream
would fade way
bloody death
desperate cry...
Nothing takes
the cut away
black and blunt
and boiling hot...
All the people
blink and hold
memory now
is all they've got...
Joy Weare,
26th July. 2011.
Thinking of the sadness in Norway!
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