I counted;
22 broken
hearts,
21 toy
soldiers,
20 young
boys who would never grown up,
Just
because they died before they could get any older.
19 failed
brakes,
18 dead
bodies,
17 mothers
crying,
“Please,
help me somebody!”
16 broken
windows,
15 teen couples
kissing,
14 children
aborted,
Because a
condom was missing.
13 stories
told,
12 legends
begotten,
11 myths
created,
Stamped in
the history of man never to be forgotten.
10 unheeded
commandments,
9 unopened
bibles,
8 pastors
preaching prosperity,
Telling
tall tales of what they think is desirable.
7 open
bottles,
6 broken
needles,
5 birds
perched,
On the roof
of an old church steeple.
4 lies
told,
3
politicians fighting,
2 halves of
a tribe,
Split apart
by the dog that does no biting.
And 1,
I,
Alone,
Sitting,
Watching,
And
counting.
standing ovation!!!!
ReplyDeleteLight and deep at the same time...
ReplyDeleteThis is a brilliantly done piece.
ReplyDeletestanding ovation
I must say, much has been recounted here, and in a manner of plenty truth. #ilike
This was wonderful, Michael.
ReplyDeleteNice, really nice
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