Skulls

If skulls could speak and tales be told
If we had ears to listen
These skulls would scream of broken dreams
Of hate and anger, pain and fear
Betrayal and... forgiveness

These names in honour and respect
We've added here today
Because they speak of love and loss
Of hope and faith, and stories told
By those who died before us

Hilda Janzen Goertzen
18.08.08