Via Dolorosa

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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Beryl Zephyr

Beryl Zephyr

An occasional writer but a regular thinker, Beryl sometimes fiddles in speculative fiction. He sees both humour and tragedy in everyday events and is extremely concerned with the fate of other creatures trapped in the monstrous march of 21st-century human civilization.
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