The Empty Space



Look over the vast horizon,

To the towers built with grace,

Some would see the sky and stone,

But I see the empty space.



A little girl would walk the streets,

Dress pink and white with lace,

Until the air screams with hate,

And she sees the empty space.



Gone in a flash and a moment,

Were color and were race,

Everyone cries, everyone fears,

And everyone sees the empty space.



Anyone could look at a stranger,

See another tear streaked face,

But in their eyes, it takes a special kind,

To see the empty space.