A citadel of knowledge has been bombed.
Blown away is a cemetery of mind.
Dark clouds have camouflaged the sky.
The air mourns with us as goose pimpled tears befriends our cheeks.
Though murdered whilst alive, the Hallelujah chorus of the Hosanna song mingles with us.

A vein forked lightning illumines our God given bulbs that are dilated with grief.
We cry for his...