Black Bags

That face,
It can only mean one thing
Trouble

How else,
Is a man supposed to see
Her face

The dark,
It doesn't hide her story
Her truths

No good,
She watches what is taken
Faith lost


They know,
Their dark act not unnoticed
Her too

Everyone sees,
The pillage that night; the dark
I saw

No Answers,
Mysteries under the moon
Yet not