a skylight of hope
crashes to the ground
alongside the
funeral procession
as it marches
to the grave,
to deposit the dead
in deep holes
of affirmation;
the gathering crowd
bears no resemblance
to the dead, yet,
they stand on corner
gawking like children
who saw
more than they should;
with raised firearms,
scenarios are prepares
but no head
for violence appears
and a colorless
day proceeds
to the burial site.
22Jul16
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