Hills and Valleys& Bem B.C

At the bottom of a hill
In the English countryside
A small child, dressed in white
Looks up to the peak, hopefully

His father's house, on the other side
Sports the most creative of structure
A roofline just low enough
To be hidden by the crest of a hill



Bem
In the very same moment
As an officer's bullet
Travels down a gun

The juice of a ripe mango
trickles down the face
Of a child, having fun