Titled: He Said…..
The greener grass made head way to the top of the mountain.
That is where the child was found,
sitting upon the jagged rocks that cliffed the mountain.
Against the wind, I walked toward the child.
He spoke to me.
He said there was a terrible day in history
that led him to question many things.
He said one day when he looked up to smile at the sky,
his innocence was shattered by a falling martyr.
He said his goodbyes.
The vision that was once so blue, went dark for
everyone…even the fools, he said.
The assassination of his innocence, the falling sky took out his eyes.
He still see’s, he said…and he still cries.
He said the questions are futile, so he stopped asking why.
He said the birds became fanatics, and now they refuse to fly.
He drew a line in the dirt, and pointed the stick to one side.
This is where it came from, he said…then pointed the stick to the other side.
This is where my family died,
and this is where I learned how hard…I could cry.
So I am here now, he said.
This is where I can hear the angels fly.
His dedication to tell the story,
reminds me of a Prophets reason not to tell a lie.
He said, why not join me…let us sit together and cry.
And tomorrow you can tell the story.
And tomorrow, you shall not ask why.
The 9 Words used:
Sacrifice Assassination Dedication Futile Fanatic Terrible Martyr Fools History