By Abdullah Bin Imran But when it happened they were asleep-mortal men made of mortal bone.Oh cruel sky, must you weep!The night grows tight, silence creepsinto thunder rumbling on the stone.But when it happened, they were asleep.The sea is vast, the river deepwith ribs and blood that is our own.Oh cruel sky, must you weep!Since … Continue reading O Cruel Sky (Villanelle)
