Friday, April 17, 2009

On the Innocence of Children

Children play on the doorsteps
Cloudless sky shining bright
Sweet music in their ears
And the big world starts to cry

Broken homes and bankrupt
Care break down on the side
Shadows, shadows, shadows
And the children play

Gunfire, gunpowder
Dust in the eyes
Strangers become you
And the children play

Tears rape the faces
Of the raped, themselves
Wretched blackbirds sing
And the children play

Forever the rain
Forever the thunder
Forever the tormenting past
And the children play

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