Disappointed

Smoke pours through my door
Embers fall from the sky
Snow from above and fire below
The wind sighs, disappointed

A man jumps from his window
And he makes not a sound
Prays he can die somewhere other than this
And we watch, terrified

Knee-deep running from home
What are we, O Mother, to do
How can we help, when nobody wants it to be true

Smoke pours through my door
Embers fall from the sky
Snow from above and fire below
The wind sighs, disappointed



Credits
Writer(s): Liz Fagan
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