Why did it happen . . .
the darkness comes
Feel my pain . . .
the black GLOCK screams
PLOP PLOP PLOP
we hear his cry
across the land
we don’t know WHY
everyone falls
they can’t FEEL PAIN
they never could
didn’t we
see . . . see it coming
didn’t we
a COLDNESS
settles at home today
no one hugs
a lonely BOY
no one talks with
a lonely MAN
no one knows
no . . . no one knows
the DARKNESS COMES.
Dan Hanosh
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