Enough, Enough
because we did not
choose death
it chose us
how the dead die
how the lies, lie
how the wind howls
under a clear Nevada sky
how the colors fade
to black, black,
black
twisting us up
fireballs and
acid pools
burning souls
of sorrow
sorrow skin kites
fly away
black as death
clouds
blood black leaves
newspaper
headlines
for angry
men
again?
Sandy Hook
once more
weeps in the angry wind
thorns on the cross
bulletins of death
as one more devil
does his best
to rip the souls
of men
bloodflower bombs
under the night sky
can’t die?
counting weapons?
really?
who cares how many?
once again, we weep
we grieve and grieve
our words and wounds
in the news
one more long death song
repeating rifles
bullet waves
under amber grain
within the well of sorrow
hidden in the headlines
our overwhelming pain
one more death
is much too much
white stones
death
on hillsides of green
broken bodies
stacked wheat
on red cement
gruesome as a Nazi
death camp
so much rotten fruit
and firewood
under a peaceful
Nevada sky
while the dark
dance of death
cuts away our inner child
foolish me
I thought all the demons had died
now I wonder
where are our angels?
have we killed them with our pride?
John is gone
Martin’s died
Jesus is long forgotten
and
all the wolves
are inside
us
Copyright © David Lee | Year Posted 2017
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