Friday, August 29, 2008

echos

like voices in an empty parking garage
they ricochet around my soul

echos
echos
echos

echos of voices

wails of starving children
screams of raped women
garbled mutterings of the drugged and drunk
loving words of shackled Christ-followers
laughter of those whose hearts are breaking
silence of soldiers trained to kill

echos
echos
echos

like voices in an empty parking garage
they ricochet around my soul

rainbow confetti from graffiti
on the grimy concrete floor

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