Through the city streets they hurried

Through the city streets they hurried
where each shadow, like a shroud,
hung across the darkened doorways,
sounds of commerce echoed, loud.
This had been the scene of bloodshed,
Hist’ry heard, a nation sighed,
factions fought and people suffered,
mothers wept while children cried.

Verses 2-3 follow

Tune: THE CARNIVAL IS OVER; LUX EOI
Metre: 8.7.8.7 D

Andrew Pratt (born 1948)

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