missing.
Missing.
All black scenery
Setting is a church.
It was raining, inside.
No umbrellas.
Battle cries of
young and old.
Makeup and thoughts,
Running.
There was no color, but
the flowers.
There was a count of everyone.
There was some one missing.
He said he could do anything.
He said he can make miracles.
He said nothing happens without
a reason.
He said that he is always there.
Yet He is missing.
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