Not Just Greys

shades of turmoil
and misunderstandings

roll down the stained
glass windows
of my mind like tears
for a child's funeral
whose life was cut
short by violence
and hatred caused by
inherited and righteous
misunderstandings,
just like mine...   and,
once these tears
start to flow, they
are bound by promise
not to stop until
resolutions are achieved.

17Aug14