CAN YOU STILL

Shots that echo

through the night;

haunt across

the decades.

Can you still hear

the scream?

It still wakes me.

Scarlet that spills

on the pavement;

flows down

into days.

Can you still see

the flood?

It still drowns me.

Screams that break

in the silence;

fill up

the dark.

Can you still listen

to the cry?

It still scares me.

Tears that flow

down their faces;

roll on

through ages.

Can you still taste

the drops?

It still breaks me.

Loss that lingers

in all history;

rips through

the memory.

Can you still feel

the pain?

It still kills me.

02/18/04