Now comes light and kindness
now vagrant looks and opaque fights
now the child tries to die again
he is 12, and he's tried eight times now
I comfort his sister, make her tea
give her my empty words, take hers on
but we're a continent too far away
things are always going--pride and envy
the burst seeds of temper or love
if the not dead dream of kindness and light
can we bring it to them right now?
Pic: From the nave of St. Martin in the Fields. Lunchtime concert (Carolyn Taylor and Sebastian Issler).
3 comments:
Was this the brother of one of your students? If so, I'm sorry.
StephLove, it's heartbreaking.
Nice lights.
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