Because they saw a sky of Wedgwood blue

Grass burned brown,

Flowers flat upon the ground

With tread marks left by tanks, and soldiers’ trucks...

Rainbows covering a molten sky

With colors never seen before that day...

God’s wonder could not erase...

          the sight

          the sound

          the blood...

The children wept with whispered tears.

Sounds so low they pierced an angel’s soul

Were heard reverberating from the earth...

Cries so loud they bounced right off the sky.

The angels wept and so did I.