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In Between The Mountains Of Hope Faith And Charity

Writer's picture: Clint HaugenClint Haugen

Ambulances,

Fire trucks,

And cops -

They gathered last night

At Mount Hope Lane,

Right in front of

The house

Next to mine


From the shadows of my window,

I saw a lady

Put on gloves

And stride through

The open door

Of my neighbor's


But I couldn't

Keep watching

To see

Who they bring out:

The man

The woman

Or

The kid . . .


No, I'm not that strong.


. . .


In between the mountains

Of

Hope

Faith

And Charity,

Sits a block of houses

That keeps experiencing

Horrific tragedy


And the irony

Really

Stings

And rings

In the ears

Of the folks who still live here.


CH 9/27/23


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