On a sunset skimmed a field of stone next to a glass house that stood behind a placid light. Beyond a anchoring hill glittered drizzle on falling rain. That fell on to a sunflower seed which broke through a single ****. What transpires full of vibrant fire flies that lite up the skies. Just as god opened up the heavens for another soul that died. As he looked down on the earth watching there families cry. This diminuendo of man haunts parts of our undiminished life we live. It still doesn't stop the badness eating away at our broken hearts. While it manifests in our pain and sorrow it spelled out promises of a stole smile. Sauntered in time and space saw a dark pretty face that sort out liberation living under a racist nation. We all have to gravel the situation that all things are possible if these evil problems are visible.