There are fifty dead
Lifeless blossoms tinged dark red
Hearts around world bleed
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Posted: Mar 2019
About this poem:Written in sympathy for the 50 who were mercilessly gunned down and for their friends, families and fellow New Zealanders who suffer these overwhelming losses. Such terrorist acts are an attack against all who hold peace and each other within loving hearts. May our communities find or construct avenues to reclaim civility and health.