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Mar 2017
BILLIONS OF TEARS
It was a cold September night
When I heard a painful cry;
It has a sound of death
By the thousands
Maybe by billions of tears has fallen,
A dark history of evil has been
Raised up from life and death
Where many has lost their heads;
Miles by mile
are the blood-stained footsteps,
a place where you could never find peace,
if you look past the fog from the sea
you will see the lighthouse
where Dark Angel kept me,
sharp flash of light
shining deep on that cold September night,
I could hear my name being called out
Into the pouring rain;
Oh, how I could hear the pain
From the voices that cried millions of tears
On that cold September fight of a night,
I don’t know their names;
I don’t know how many lost their lives
For what is right in Gods eyes,
But this I do know
they now don’t have to worry
they will no longer have to feel the pain
because God has given them
a resting place.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
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