New Life, New Tribe

A Poem by Miss Mary Jane

My eyes still hold the scene,

the scene of the crime.

Where my brothers bleed

upon the earth, and my sisters

weep for they've lost the love

of their lives.

The children stand waiting.

Waiting for life....

© 2009 Miss Mary Jane

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Added on March 31, 2009
Last Updated on May 22, 2009

Author

Miss Mary Jane

Knoxville, TN

About

My name is Mary Jane, I'm just another character brought on to you by the gods. I believe in mystical adventures to heighten the passion of life. I like to go out into nature and worship pagan deities.. more..

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