Night light
Date: Saturday, 13th June 2015 @ 06:09:38 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: winniss
Out of the shadows of the setting sun, a parade
I've waited a lifetime for has finally come.
It's the children, raped and murdered and thrown away like garbage.
But they've come back, illuminated by a spirit that never had a chance to be.
Like thousands of tiny beacons for the whole world to see.
They carry no scar. The firefly has come out of the jar.
Oh how they march heads held high, hand in hand
down the road that leads to sky.
Higher and higher they climb, until they begin to fly like butterflies of crystal,
Shimmering across the sky, carrying the hope and promise
of the day they were born.
Twinkling star, I know now what you are.
You used to be afraid of the dark, and in need of a special light.
Now I'm the one that's afraid and it's you that lights the way.
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