Sunday 14 November 2021

how we wish

 how we wish

for that hillside in the rain

yet get bullets once again

how we kneel

in the bloody mud

tears mixing once again

sliding slithering down 

that familiar hillside in the rain

anger’s rancour blinking hell

lashes dripping eyes screwed tight 

the knots that bind us to that night

of hollow darkness in out souls

we really are such bloody fools 

No comments:

Post a Comment