Innocence Walked Hand In Hand
J
James McLain
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What have you in heaven now wrought?
Thirsty mother for drink,
smothering my child on pillow lay.
Agony of agonies as sentiments twist.
When the rain was wet, we drank in paradise,
Innocence walked hand in hand,
but death made from love walks the land.
Dark grey, darker black a deadened cloud of memory -
tears followed the path of rain, followed love,
love ground to dust, dust of dust.
Raging inside few have seen a torrent of revenge,
vengeance and hate, I still love you.
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