The Dying Time

SARAJEVO the dying time In this the winter of the growing old and failing of the hearts, a human crime, as freezing rain falls thru the bitter cold a welcomed bit of life is dying time. No more to feel the pain of day to day explaining to themselves, the misery, of what the world's allowed to come their way but time will prove it's what was meant to be; and if a sniper's aim might bring the end of any hope still left to call upon, there's no one who could even comprehend what's happened to a time that's dead and gone. And on the streets their blood will make a stain until it's washed away by warmer rain.