Sunday, November 19, 2006

It’s a free fall

Blue sky

Mild jerk and soot flies by

She felt pain for the lost son

Twirls and turns..flipping over

What a bloody place..he howled at his father..

The air cutting across making the whoa sound

Smoke raising from distance, burnt flesh sticking to the sidewalk..

Brother hitting his brother, screaming..

Flash of light across the road..

The child jerks in the womb, the mom panics,

clutching her vanishing hopes, the child freezes

the littered earth, beckons..

hundred thoughts disperse on the field of sin..

peace..