Dwarfed before that Man
Humbly on her knees
She prayed for all the hurt
And suffering she held inside
"Life is Short", said too easily
With abandon, lived and tossed away
Till time ticks down then quietly stops
Hopefully, it will be a quiet end...
For the violence I wish on no one
Was hers to now desperately pray
For the loved one who soon would pass away
While the Image stood above her
Cold stone and frozen face
With outstretched arms. |