Eastern Sky
By marandina
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Eastern Sky
Fractured skies. White lightening
Lights up buildings.
And for a moment
We are blinded.
Everything is shrouded.
Cordite…
Monochrome desert.
Sounds of thunder
Echo in tumult.
Crescendo of rage.
Can you hear?
Guns in the East.
Dreams fade of Palestine.
Carrion feed from the dead
As stars watch in silence
A lament for the lost.
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we mourn our loss of
we mourn our loss of innocence. We are blinded. Often by choice. I guess we've no skin in the game, the least we can say is not in my name.
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Fitting poem for these
Fitting poem for these frightening and tragic times.
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I think Jacques read my
I think Jacques read my thoughts and I couldn't have put it better myself Paul, especially as I'm a child of Love, Peace and Happiness.
Just thinking about hate makes me sick to my stomach.
LOVE! LOVE! LOVE. AND PLENTY OF NATURE'S BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS TO SHARE WITH THE WORLD.
Sorry if I'm rambling.
Jenny.
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Sad word-picture. We need
Sad word-picture. We need hatred quenched that breeds fear and war. Rhiannon
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"Dreams fade of Palestine"
"Dreams fade of Palestine"
I heard on the radio someone in authority in Israel, talking about whom they would allow to govern Gaza. (I think he was one of the more moderate). He said a "pragmatic" Palestinian, which I guess means someone as you say, who no longer has any hope
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Beautiful poem of such a sad
Beautiful poem of such a sad sstate of affairs Well put.
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