An airplane lands <br />In the house of the brave <br />Hope increases in the heart of the prey <br />But the hunter was unleashed again <br />There’s no god above for whom to pray <br />And their voices shall be listening tonight <br />As they cry for the dead and to live they claim <br />Hell is here someone said into the crowd <br />There’s no place to hide, no way back or out <br />They’re on the page, now and forever <br />No one can try enfolding or even to deny <br />Their belongs to here, no hope to get out <br /> <br />This sad picture stares at me <br />Instead being me to watch it <br />So I feel my heart freeze <br />As a sword pierces me sharply <br /> <br />People dying alone <br />People dying along <br />They cannot wait for none <br />To earth they belong<br /><br />allan macli borges<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hell-is-here-4/
