Your agonizing face
tells your story,
A nation’s story.
Its a familiar script,
with changing characters and setting.
I feel your pain.
Your inaudible groans speaks to us,
piercing the silence of the night
You will never be whole again
Your baby boy is gone
Gone but forgotten
The healing properties of time will soothe your pain
Together we stand in your moment of grief.
A travesty of justice.
© November 2014 Wayne Campbell