The Watchman And The Boulevard

She lay there

Her body bare

Clothes grimy and torn

A single tear

Trembling with fear

As she tried to hold on

 

Her breath rasped

Her arm clasped

Around her bleeding breast

Out loud she cried

Not a soul replied

So God she addressed

 

She pleaded to him

She prayed to him

Then she closed her eyes

But heard her he did

The Watchman to her bid

To join him in the safety of the sky

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