Then the Rain came down.

by | Sep 13, 2009 | Poetry | 0 comments

The second attempt at crossing failed
When we were hit by
Bullets, shell and gas,
I became a passenger
When my legs were taken,
I lay in the blood and the mud
And cried and cursed with the rest,
Then the rain came down
And washed away our tears.


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