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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Day Twenty - Unanswered...

Day 20. Creeping up to Easter weekend.




She cried to the desert moon,
in anguish and regret.
She wept into the Earth,
tears of sorrow and loss.
She rallied against her maker,
screaming "Why?" , repeating it
in unintelligble sounds,
for hours upon hours
with no end.

Eventually, in the silence,
there were no more words,
no more cries.
There was no reply.
Just giant drops of rain
as her maker
wept too.


©2011

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