The Square
After the fall when the smoke finally cleared
And sunshine had again sunk to the murky depths
The crowds gathered then slowly dispersed
The ruins remain, a testament to time
Shattered windows that gleem no more
Broken toys where children once played
The charred remains of the once busy square
Now vacant, alone, abandoned and slain
Pews in the church overturned long ago
No god had dwelt there for many, many years
Ashes of scripture now blow on the breeze
Spreading the seeds of holocaust and hate
This city, once proud and thriving with life
Once alive with excitement so long ago
Now lays quiet and almost undisturbed
Save for a memory aloft on the wind
poem by Carolyn RellingSurrisi
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