Mary Naylor

Rookie (12/17/33 / Chicago, Illinois)

Requiescant In Pace (An Epitaph)

Poem by Mary Naylor

Tread softly, brothers and sisters,
For here slumber the slaughtered children of Darfur.
This little one clasps her hands, as if still praying to her God.
Nearby rest their butchered mothers and fathers.
May good angels cover them all softly with sod.

Comments about Requiescant In Pace (An Epitaph) by Mary Naylor

  • Sandra Fowler (11/18/2007 5:27:00 PM)

    Hauntingly lovely. I am sure that good angels are watching over these precious children. Take care.



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  • Alison Cassidy (11/17/2007 12:37:00 AM)

    You image is superbly sad and achingly simple. I beautiful epitaph penned without sentimentality. What a waste? What a terrible waste... love, Allie xxxx(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011