By the Roadside
I feel the wind in my hair, the sweat on my back, and the cool vibration under my
cupped hands. The warmth of your arm on my shoulder, waves of love passing
through. The blue sky, The sun so bright and hot, and the radio playing that ,oh,
familiar tune. Destination, no where; determination, nothing. Yet, I am compelled to
stop right here. There is a little pull off, and along side there are 5 flowered crosses. A little sign that says, "tragedy happened here, they are gone but not forgotten; they are in heaven, but deeply missed."
Tears fill my eye's
Why is death so cruel
I can imagine the horiible scene
I can feel their families pain
I can sense their presence near
And depict the sad imagery
Merciless are the weak
Brave are the strong
Five souls lost in youth
Left in time
Wondering,
WHY?
A chill shakes my spine
And I see them hand in hand
They know I am here
And slowly they reach out to me
Feeding off my sensitive spiritual awareness
Their cries fill my ear's,
PLEASE SET US FREE.
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