Sonnet 9 - Menard, Texas; January 27,2012; 7: 30 A.M. - Poem by Dennis Lange
The sun has risen, giving day a spark;
The river flows within the verdant park.
The channeled water turns the paddle wheel;
It is too early for a church bell's peal.
At quick and easy small town corner store -
By window, four friends breakfast, passing lore;
A couple wanders in to grab a bite,
The lone cashier efficient and polite.
Few cars, the arteries are low in blood;
One traffic light to stem the trickle's flood.
A yellow bus begins its morning rounds -
Façade of normalcy in sights and sounds.
A youth's fresh grave is full as city wakes
To emptiness, for which its sad heart breaks.
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