Poem no. 6 | An Angel's Cry

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An angel's cry,

In the wind the tears dry

They fell on earth

A thousand kisses worth

Death has it's glory

For the world is without a worry

No mercy for them was left

Because the right became theft

People fight, people lie

People scream, people die

„Why?" „Why?"

They utterly cry

Kneeling

And killing

Beneath the blooded sky

Until there was none:

They were all gone.

An angel's cry,

In the wind the tears dry..

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