Good Friday.

 

if only the child for whom

raindrops have been replaced by

the gaze of bombs still

trickling down

beyond

their broken window

knew,

that today was called

a good day,

maybe they’d pray that

their blistered bones

scattered ashes

in three days,

would resurrect too.

 

– Princess Peace

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