Tears for Norway
Pale Nordic skin,
Touched by raindrops
And water from the lake.
Shivering with gooseflesh
Brought on by rain and fear
Huddling in confusion
You shed your clothes
Hoping to swim away,
But the lake drained you
And you turned back
Knowing that you were wading
Into the cold jaws of hell
You lay still, silent
The bodies of friends
Pressing in against you
Crushing the panic within you
The rain washing away
Blood you will always feel
You could hear him
Breathing on a rock
His taunts and laughter
Still in your ears
Then the bullet came
And you heard nothing
The world is watching
Struggling to understand
Why he came for the children
Faces not Nordic, but human
Grieving for the innocence
Shed like clothes on a rocky beach
7/25/11
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