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Nightmare!
Tonight is like a memory
That I once, only once, had long ago...
In the cold wet sunset of the spring thaw
Sodden, down trodden my worn boots
Like a memory of once warm boots
Fail to cope with the Bosnian clay
All was silent on the hillside,
In the memory of the landslide,
Used to hide the mass grave.
But my mind was screaming!
It shouldn't be there, in the tangle of birch roots,
Boulders and ever hungry mud.
A whisp of blond hair.
Tonight is like a memory
Pale never paling, of a six year old girl.
Murdered for her crime of being a Serbian.
Tonight is like a memory
That I once, only once, had long ago...
And every waking night since!
