This is another recent poem by Matthew D. Ward. - poetheart 11/09/01
I run to my window
To investigate the glow
On my neighbors lawn
A cross burns bright
Shining hate into the night
I turn and sit back at my desk
As the firemen arrive
I sit in silence for hours
And then begin to cry
After all the years of fighting
This still occurs in our lives today
If only they could feel the pain
They put on my neighbors today
by Matthew D. Ward