Brilliant lights are shining In the empty white room Someone in the corner Is crying silently Outside is still raining Seems the sky is in tears again While the naked people Looking to the walls And the rain, brings the flood And the fear comes again And the night is all around And the darkness can be touched And God, looked down And thought it is beautiful And God looked down And felt it was logical And God looked down And saw it so magical And God looked down And thought it is wonderful Siren calls are wailing Fill the air with frighten sounds Silent birds are flying With a bloody gift Deep inside the derelict Tiny noises can be heard The screaming of the children Soon will fade away And the rain, brings the flood And the fear comes again And the night is all around And the darkness can be touched And God, looked down And thought it is beautiful And God looked down And felt it was logical And God looked down And saw it so magical And God looked down And thought it is wonderful _____________________________ By Dickinson