Chaotic World by Stephen Jarrell Williams

Feeling
a piece of the pain,
fraction of the frustration,
dipping of the down
fall...

Getting out
on the streets to scream,
banners to burn,
rocks to fly,
and maybe a change
soothing...

But the girl with a bullet in her head
weeps in our memory,
a million candles lit,
a dark night
blazing on the hillside that never sees the sun.


Published in Dark Chaos- September 2011