soul - a child
the world - dark
there find a spark to read by
a book - there find a world to dwell in
in the real
the words pierce and maim
in conscious dreaming
words are wings
in their arbirtrary meanings
is the power to heal
i told Jay i'd submit, so i am submitting.
I want to sing, "it is true, it is true." but I don't for it would blend with the wails that I heard and would never be recognizable for it is true and right and true and wrong and we will forever, forever, forever, Mari, we will as humans forever sing this song. It's wrong to wish death even as our children cry for their parents but it's truth Mari as hard as that is to fathom, as wrong as that is to think, it blends the screams and the great oratory and the hate with charred metal murdering our children in one fell swoop. It was the last sound and became the one we hear in our dreams.
Hmm...a thinker... ::thinks:: yes, yes, very true indeed.
Beautiful! As always, full of heart and depth!