<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oakland</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Steel slugs slam<br>into black, shattered walls, <br>dim cars grinding<br>down sanguine streets<br>careening<br>into the black well<br>of night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun, <br>dropping into deep, <br>inky waters<br>shines<br>on some other world, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the pale moon<br>pours thick silence<br>into the portals of our ears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lift our faces<br>into black rain, <br>to purify sullied eyes<br>left bloody and dim<br>by the death of children, <br>the strangulation of faith.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She watches and weeps<br>And waits for words<br>she longs to hear, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Ave Maria…pray for us sinners, ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and at once dropping<br>to bended knee<br>gazes<br>into His human eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“now and at the hour”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hour of a million sins<br>The hour of deep silence<br>Come home at last, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“of our death”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as bitter wormwood bores deep<br>in the bowels of our fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Smiling, <br>she intones her answer, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Amen.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Federle">Steven Federle</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521545" data-title="Oakland de Steven Federle" data-description="Steel slugs slam into black, shattered walls, dim cars grinding down sanguine streets careening into the black well of night. The sun, dropping into deep, inky waters shines on some other world, and the pale moon pours thick silence into the..."></div> </div> </div>

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