We rose with hopes

and dreams and goals

to give meaning

to our living

Now we behold

the story told

And we have heard

how June is red

And June is red

The land has bled

from massacres

and fiery flares

The air is rent

with bloody scent

With hearts forlorn

our dead we mourn

July be green!

Let peace be seen

Give us the hope

with life to cope

That from our toils

we’ll reap good spoils

Spread love within

and please be green…

(For those victims of the plateau massacre and the berger inferno in June 2018)

T.C.

(Just being different…)

First published on CTWrites