Bloody black kite

The Daily Post prompt is: rebuild. Thinking about what happened yesterday I’m finding it difficult to imagine rebuilding. How to rebuild a shattered life? And on what? Armed men have been following senseless bloody orders for thousands of years. What exactly is wrong with humanity?

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More blood on the streets tonight,

And more will flow tomorrow,

The sharp-beaked hawks find easy prey,

When the bloody black kite passes.

 

Blood and guns and not a rose,

Just lives snuffed out without a cause,

Black flags drape the path to death,

More blood on the streets tonight.

 

Still, you are, or broken-winged,

There is no love can bring you back,

No lesson learned just prayers and tears,

And more will flow tomorrow.

 

Words have weight in empty minds,

Where ignorance takes the place of thought,

No need to ponder right or wrong,

The sharp-beaked hawks find easy prey.

 

Black flag pledges eternity,

Though others pray to other colours,

We have not enough love to blind its eyes,

When the bloody black kite passes.

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