Before the WarA Poem by CrowleyIt can happen just like that...If that morning could have been any more perfect I would have sent it to you postage paid For you to open with your tea and toast In a bright shaft of sunlight, dust dancing
It would have been the last happy moment One light and insignificant second, beaming Before the skies turn grey and your house burned to the ground Life put on hold grasping for a bigger meaning
Those bombs steal the wet pavement and a leisurely stroll Placing the body politic and heretical values on parade Eating finely ground snippets of life to be blown forever up In a direction that stinks of soot and broken families
And the wasted moments…. © 2011 Crowley © 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 10, 2018 Last Updated on July 10, 2018 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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