Monday, 20 April 2015

Day 20

(TW: violence, death, bereavement)


Soon the sun will rise again
Sings the mother in despair
To the son being slowly, brutally, executed.
A lullaby that once sang him to sleep
Now singing him away once more
Between hammered nails and silent tears.

1 comment:

Marian Green said...

Haunting-and few words. See my words at :