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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Black Thunder</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">black thunder/ broken pieces, tired eyes.<br>church bells silent ringing, crow feet scarred pillows.<br>small children walking, without tongues praying, <br>wagon wheels bogged down in sand.<br>black thunder/ second hand lives, worn out lies.<br>dead soldiers mournful singing, borrowed tomorrows.<br>blind mouths moving, talking without saying, <br>unlit rooms forged by fugitive hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">black thunder/ pregnant women without faces.<br>waves lapping orphan feet, ships lost in the storm.<br>refugee stars lost in unmarked skies, <br>an old tree dying rotting on the ground.<br>black thunder/ families disappearing without traces.<br>trash blown deserted streets, old men waiting to be born.<br>molded crucifixes, covered with flies, <br>clouds chant scriptures without a sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(guns silent weeping, <br>angels prayerful sweeping.<br>dreams born dying, dreams unfolding, <br>looking without seeing, touching without holding.) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">black thunder/ hungry barefoot ghosts whisper.<br>priests covered in blood, empty windows open.<br>tiny infinities wrapped in colored matchsticks, <br>nowhere standing lost by the road.<br>black thunder/ brothers burying virgin sisters.<br>dialogue without talking, homeless heroes smoking.<br>ants' prophecies well hidden, time worn bricks, <br>strangers huddled against the cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">black thunder/ salvation starved borrowed clothes.<br>smoke charred walls, forever dripping to the floor.<br>flesh tokens paid, lifetimes yet unforgiven, <br>candles dressed in cemetery suits.<br>black thunder/ nobody cares, nobody knows.<br>horses stomping stalls, doors open to doors.<br>while the dead barter for the living, <br>with bayonets and religious boots....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">black thunder!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q>
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church bells silent ringing, crow feet scarred pillows.
small children walking, without tongues praying, 
wagon wheels bogged down in sand.
black thunder/ second hand lives, worn out lies.
dead soldiers mo..."></div>
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