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AN ANGEL CRIES:

Time frozen, a body still:
Pools of red, bits of white:
Cuts upon the back and legs:
Sends through the body a morbid chill:
Making for a long lonely night:
Revenge the moon and stars do beg.

Red and blues flashes light up the night:
Chalk circling the little child:
Tape blocking the way pulled so tight:
Flash of panic, anger gone wild.

Death of a child, the hurt so wide:
A parent’s loss, a mother’s pain:
Tears that flow a torrential tide:
Screams of anguish they fall like rain.

High above and angel cries:
At the loss of a precious love:
To all who stand, we’re asking why:
Now safe in heaven with god above.