On That Marble Ledge
On a marble ledge she sits
Pondering her fiances loss
Who will never see her tomorrows
Warfare becomes her boss
Whilst the moonlight shines
Time lapse captures the scene
Thoughts from a second ago
No longer say what they mean
Many nights she will sit there
Head in her hands thinking why
Conflicts we continue to engineer
Why we still have to kill to die
On this marble ledge she sits
Tomorrow her windows of life will reopen
And just maybe we will come to our senses
For our future generation I'm hoping
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
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