There is a canary with no song tonight,
a poet with no sight.
A dry ink jar and some memories
guarded by a cardinal silence.
A night star shines in the night
been there for eternity.
Mighty river runs through the land
been tracing footsteps of time.
Sky is blue and sky is red embers
burnig in my head.
Earthquakes shake and bombs
incinerate war torn souls
dream in bloody nightmares.
Cardinal silence whispers of
Someone stop the silence
before it is too late.
Copyright © Peggy Bertrand | Year Posted 2007
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