La Noche Oscura

It is completely still in terror,
moving slowly in fear.
Big and yellow school buses collide 
against the forces of each other.
Slow and painful.
Like bodies bouncing in a pit of musical dance.
Slow and painful,
children's faces turned over into a
horrid emerging stance.
The windows break,
and glass shatters.
The faces break, 
and the skin shatters.
Slow and painful.
Pain in every beautiful face.
Slow, they pass away.

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