Poem -

Grief in America

Grief in America

Who knows the earth 
With its calculated ways 
It's days of thunder lays 
Before one's time of death 
???????
Who knows the earth
That which this will take
The stand upon which we break 
For all the days of
myrth
??????
Thunder, before me took 
This bolt, this heart mistook 
Lightning; before me took 
This death, this heart mistook 
????????
Great serpent of the sky
That brings heaven to earth
The dust above now underneath 
For which we surely die 
????????
Who knows the earth 
Thy day now come and gone
As all the grief forgone 
Who now shall save love's birth 
????????
Who knows the earth
Knows the day
Kneels upon altars pray 
Before one's time of death 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Jai...

Bullets do what they're told...

Bullets aren't prejudice nor can they fight back...

​​​​​​The people that attend events in many venues now are searched...

But, those outside the perimeter can basically, do what they want...

I guess that's the new message we are to receive...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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author
Jai Masters

It is tragedy beyond words 
but action is greatly needed 
to do more to prevent deaths like this 
all those suitcases in the hotel 
live & learn 
thank you Sparrow 
jai:) 

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author
sparrowsong

Hello Jai...

Love and learn?

Live that's the million dollar question...

Learn...

It's not a joke...

But, why do I find that funny?

Hugs again...

sparrowsong

 

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author
sparrowsong

Live and learn...

Love was my device...

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author
Jai Masters

Well I just mean we need to 
wake up to dangers and 
stop selling machine guns. 
Maybe farmers need rifles 
but no citizen needs machine guns 
 

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