Thoughts

Not again we cried en masse,

And the heavens wept

Powerless to ease the pain

Unable to cleanse the crimson stain.

 

Creation mourned the loss.

Majestic mountains bent low

Quietly they came, drawn by unseen hand,

Expressions of love try to understand.

 

Common bond uniting, why ,why we ask?

To find an answer no easy task.

But truth emerges from the stained way.

Though evil intended to rule the day,

 

Good will prevail, wrongs will be right,

Tears wiped away, dark into light.

Life will go on after it’s kind.

All in God’s time, all in God’s time.

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