Trickle down your rainbow
Alive with broken dreams
Aspiring to a portal
Destinations are believed.

Wash away that which brightens day
Alive the singing night
Aspiring the coming morning
Dawning on minds that live to fight.

Fight for the lives of brothers and
Sisters cry to sleep
The cloud below we walk on
To mask their hardened feet.

Sleep into hateful sorrow
Whisked around from painful souls
While barons lie in fruitful shells
No need to seek out warmth.

Look through tinted windows
Stained with wasted blood
Bottled in cellars, develop their texture
From different coloured wood.

A vicious circle to spiral
The lives of turmoil to forget
Wash down your pitied water
That paints rainbows in the air.

17/06/2008

Phillippa Harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/somewhere-over-a-rainbow/