Chris McDonnell: A Scattering of Cloud
A scattering of cloud
Sirens scream the background melody
to a deadly dance of war.
Rolling heaviness of smoke hides the broken
remains of buildings shattered by explosion.
Above, blue sky cradles a scattering of cloud
tracing the shrouded face of Christ, silently
gazing, wordless, from the resting place borrowed
from another Jew for three short days.
A touching place of pain and tears
the cradled fears of broken, anguished faces
hold little hope of relief as each passing hour
increases the rising litany of grief.
