When death lands upon our shores
in early foggy morning
with sudden banging roars–
When death comes
and leaves a sight of blood and gore–
Who will sooth our hearts?
Who will make us soar?
Who will fill the hollow void?
Will we ever be the same?
Could we ever sing again?
Oh, how could we survive
this crushing
burning pain?
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
February 24, 2020 | OC California 
In memory of Kobe Bryant
Kira’s Art | Cry For You

When Death Lands-Painting 38 ©Yakira Shimoni Fulks—Kira Art and Poetry