Our Autumn Revealed


There’s nothing to do
and nothing to say
you don’t want to look,
but you can’t turn away
from the mounds
free of grass
that grow thick in the fields
like the flowers that fall
with the autumn revealed
all the children at play
outside in the yard
you keep them in sight,
but they’ll never get far;
far from the fear
or far from the hate
left wondering how
it all got to this place;
with eyes opened wide
and mouths sealed shut
digging holes for fresh graves
and filling them up

© Christopher Raine