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 assa…

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