Via Dolorosa

Beryl posted under PenMuse-03 Poetry on 2019-01-27



Eyes filled with tears Hearts drowning in fears Limbs shackled in chains Half-covered in red stains With neither friend nor foe All alone in a crowd they go So many lives torn asunder In their springtime splendour A life is taken for no reason It is but cold-blooded treason No one feels their sorrow Or their pain, today or tomorrow God is no longer in high heaven The world is in the devil's possession.

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