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...see the world through my eyes and wander in my thoughts. Be curious, be challenged, be encouraged...be changed.

Dienstag, 16. September 2008

The Sentence

With eyes as hard
As the rocks in their hands
They drag her before him
Shee looks like a wreck
With clothes torn apart
Her sight is blurry
Broken her heart
Death is their sentence
Will he be just?
He doesn't say a thing
Stoops down
Writes in the dust
Louder they cry
What will he say?
He stands up
She's trembling with fear
He opens his mouth
The words comming out
Strike them like thunder
One by one
Making a dump sound
Rocks drop to the ground
He looks at her
With love in his eyes
His words give life
She leaves
And now she lives