Michael Smith Poet Rhyme

Bullets From Heaven

Bullets, they do rain
Down from the heavens
Have no doubt
Their fallen, engraven

With your name 
Sprawled 
Across the casing

Spent shells
Hit the ground
Ring out
Bells in repentence

Teflon coated 
Words of forgiveness 
Piercing the heart
Of those less dead

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Poet Destroyer A February 5, 2013 at 3:32 PM Michael, :-) Congratulations with your creative top featured poem of the week. Take care and have yourself an excellent time here on the soup... I know I sure am. * or should I say I will at least try. Always~ & ~ Forever*LINDA" Michael Smith February 10, 2013 at 9:45 AM Thanks, Linda.