FAMILY BLOOD
Contributed by
stupidly_smart
on
Sunday, 22nd January 2006 @ 02:09:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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FAMILY BLOOD
Soured Blood spoiled in the
rising sun,
as soldiers fell around
the uneven grass that fluttered through
the morning breeze,
as guns glowed with stains on the
handles that pondered the grass from beneath,
and bullets through the victims of
war.
That's when I saw the
light,
so bright, I could see you,
through the fogged down Earth,
through the water as it rained down
upon you.
Through the eyes of the
enemies,
through the blood that splattered
as they shot,
as the dead,
shocked--
and rose above,
becoming what they are.
The eyes of the heart-broken
families
that mourned over your
grave,
the tears that ran down
their faces,
madness that pummeled the
world,
no hints, no suggestions, nothing but madness sprouted throughout
the night.
When they screeched your name
through the cold, wintry
air,
through the cracks in walls, floors, and skin, when your things were
hurled into the street, never
picked-up, just laying
there,
feeling deserted through
time and space.
I saw you
through the uneven, grass that
blew through the mourning breeze,
you with bullets through
you,
that punctured the ground.
I saw you
through
the rain as your blood spilled, down
pebbles and rocks, down rivers adn streams,
through the shots they fired
through the night,
that passionless night I saw you,
was the mourning I died.
by Mariah McGuinness
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