Beslan (the town of)

by Gwynne   Oct 12, 2005


Eyes filled with terror
Streets filled with tears
And the ground: filled with bodies

Children: daughters, brothers,
Mothers, fathers; buried
Lives: ruined, People: killed
Dreams: gone

With pain that cannot be eased our Hearts travel to Beslan today
Whether we wish it or not
The whole town of Beslan is crying

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