POETRY: The Death of Innocence
POETRY THE DEATH OF INNOCENCE Dark clouds roll over the Canterbury Plains To end the summer’s dry Though water comes not from the rains But from the tears we cry People we’ve taken to our hearts Are cut down one by one As our nation’s innocence is split By the thunder of the gun Fifty innocent souls are gone Torn from their families’ arms They came to our land of sun and song Where their families faced no harm But hatred knows no borders Down its deadend path And the assault on peace and order Tore these families clean in…
