In remembrance of the murders of 3 of my loved ones Kim, Brad and Jill Camm
The memories come on strong for me starting in August and build until after the anniversary of their deaths.
September 28, 2000 - The Day of Nightmares
the storm clouds form in August
they grow bigger, darker, heavier
looming over the minds and emotions
of those who live it...
full like the swollen belly of a demon
pregnant with the vileness of evil
in sheets it rains
black rain, torrents of rain
cutting slashing brutal sleet
plummets into hearts and minds
the clouds consume, devour
Death floods flow with the blood of injustice
Somewhere over the rainbow
The innocent shall be free
and the storm will perish...
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2007-09-11 at 01:56
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