These Times Are Just Crying Poem by Peter S. Quinn

These Times Are Just Crying



These times are just crying
Full of tears from the clouds
Every smile now low-lying
Among the streets passing crowds

Feelings deep as dark wood
Every moment in slippery going
For the hate is not understood
Of the coming and unknowing

Peaceful demonstrations died
When shadows fell from the sky
Children lay there alongside
Mutilated and with tears in eye

These times are just crying
Nowhere peace around to find
Efforts wasted in each trying
Love and equality all left behind

Where’s love and where’s hope
What has brought this darker site?
Into hours of ill forsaken grope
That wings of hate have trite

Feelings deep as dark wood
And people losing their freedom
Rages and times of orphanhood
Life forward steps so worrisome

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