The silent noise of breaking dreams,
hits violently the soul.
Muffled sounds of full lung screams,
tear in my heart a hole.
When every night the good guys die,
why don't the bad ones win?
Where is our god when children cry?
They pay for our sin.
An endless wheel spinning down,
the God of Godless's crown.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Michael A. Fischer.
Published on e-Stories.org on 10.03.2010.
Meer uit deze categorie "Politiek & Gemeenschap" (Poems in het Engels)
Other works from Michael A. Fischer
Vond je dit een leuk artikel? Kijk dan eens naar het volgende: