There are times
when the dead
speak louder than
the living,
the infants
know more than
the old
and the sky is dirtier
than dirt.
There are times,
when God wants
to pray
and he has nowhere
to kneel…
There are times
when the dead
speak louder than
the living,
the infants
know more than
the old
and the sky is dirtier
than dirt.
There are times,
when God wants
to pray
and he has nowhere
to kneel…
Very strong closing verses. Powerful poem.