Rainbows
Mike Rosenberg
Glass was shattered here
Midst the burning smell of fear
Dressed in plainclothes
Bloodstain on the snow
Looks like red wine on the clothes
Of a sailor
She lives in a photograph
Waits for you to make her laugh
Life was shattered here
Midst a thousand mothers’ tears
We’ll need rainclothes
And teardrops melt the snow
Reveal the oil spill in the road
Looks like rainbows
Drunk upon the scaffolding
Swinging around
Drunk upon the scaffolding
Laughing at the ground as he falls