Friday 18 March 2022

Troubled days

Healing rain

We stand in line not to go insane

As the corridors open

Windows are broken

And now who’s to blame


I had a friend

He was gone when the first bombs fell

Are we going to hell

It‘s all the same


We’re here alone

No light shines through the windows

I call it redemption

But out of temptation

I try to restrain


There is a new morning

I hear some talking

Shots in the distance

Our last resistance

It’s all the same

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