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as bullets fly

And As Bullets Fly 

On this land sun often shines, in afternoons there
is between, deep shadows and light a multi, hued,
enchanting greenness it is as day and night seek 
ownership of the earth. On dull days nature loses 
its colour and there is no strife between light and 
dark, only gloom, if that is a colour. I drive home in 
a tunnel of grief moving through doom, and blue
news, I have just heard of a shooting in a school in 
USA, 30 people dead. This cursed second revision.
On the front window, tears from parents who have 
lost their children. I whisper, when will it ever stop? 
As I lament my old age, I feel useless, after all I have 
lived through the seasons of years; the youngsters
murdered shall never grew to get old.  

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  1. Date: 12/14/2012 6:32:00 PM
    Dear Jan, It's a horrifying day. I live in Newtown where the shootings occurred just down the road. Little children in little coats being innocent. I'm looking for words, but they don't come. lvoe, Kathy

    hansen Avatar jan oskar hansen
    Date: 12/15/2012 10:25:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I´m struggling with this tragedy, it doesn´t make sense a beautiful place turned into a killing field of childtren
  1. Date: 12/14/2012 3:12:00 PM
    This is a poem that could have been written at least 50 years ago... and reissued with full meaning every few years in the meantime... and unfortunately for the next 50 years or 100 years or... and it never ceases... "When will they ever learn..." Terry

    hansen Avatar jan oskar hansen
    Date: 12/14/2012 3:57:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you is a mystery to me, a tragic one