A persistent beat,
From the far East,
In a world so quiet,
From a heart backfired.
From the far East,
In a world so quiet,
From a heart backfired.
Unable to speak,
Too shocked to weep,
Drowned in sorrows so deep,
A heart set on fire.
Too shocked to weep,
Drowned in sorrows so deep,
A heart set on fire.
Lifeless knees,
Kissing the streets,
With tear-less eyes,
Beneath the bright skies.
Kissing the streets,
With tear-less eyes,
Beneath the bright skies.
Recalling good times,
Inquiring why,
Wondering how,
Good times just fly.
Inquiring why,
Wondering how,
Good times just fly.
Looking at her son,
Dragged down to the ground,
In the hot blazing sun,
Hit down by a truck.
Dragged down to the ground,
In the hot blazing sun,
Hit down by a truck.
She did not speak,
She could not cry,
But just look at her son,
And ask him why,
She did not get,
Her final Good Bye.
She could not cry,
But just look at her son,
And ask him why,
She did not get,
Her final Good Bye.
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
Thank you... 😊
ReplyDeleteSo talented darling love it. very touchy
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