when the rains come construction dust will be washed from these city streets old motor oil will be washed out to sea when the rain comes and the sidewalk stains from a drive-by shooting of a child will join the river of tears that could not wash a mother’s pain away when the rains come
This is very a beautiful write. Looking at it from a aesthetic point of view – words like rain and tear (in general everything water-y) seem to me always creating a strong imagery.
ps. if you haven’t already – please take a look at my follow up comment to you on my blog. Malene
I heard about the little girl who was killed a few days ago in Chicago in a drive-by shooting. Six years old. It leaves me almost without the ability to speak. The sorrow is like a rock in my chest.
Read Between the Minds 
Nothing can wash the pain even a storm.
oceans of tears could not wash away a mother’s pain at losing a child, no matter how young or old… a haunting image, Charles
This is very a beautiful write. Looking at it from a aesthetic point of view – words like rain and tear (in general everything water-y) seem to me always creating a strong imagery.
ps. if you haven’t already – please take a look at my follow up comment to you on my blog. Malene
ugh…that punched me right in the stomach…
So, so sad, and so true!
the photo is grim Charles
your poem well stated about the time that it takes to wash away the crime but not the pain
Well said – rains wash away the stains but never the loss…
unbearably sad, my friend,
Another powerful poem, Charlie… So sad and haunting… and real!
An image and poem that really grabbed me. Powerful.
and may they come quickly…
a shattering truth. i wonder when the hands behind the triggers will realize this bestial truth.
But the rains won’t wash the stains from a mother’s heart.
I heard about the little girl who was killed a few days ago in Chicago in a drive-by shooting. Six years old. It leaves me almost without the ability to speak. The sorrow is like a rock in my chest.
Too hearbreaking. Too often.
Gut wrenching, this one hurts my heart, too many mother’s losing their children.