Friday, March 25, 2016

What's Happening - a poem

What's happening 
Boy, twisted metal
Blaring sirens
Destroy the 
Musical scream

Deep into the night
Dark time screeches 
The passersby
School children 
Throws the books 
Of science and art
Out the cryptic window
Uttering flamboyant vow
Not to return
To the lands of the vulgar creep

Mourning the mangled dead
The bloody hat, prosthetics
Colourful, and cheery
Riders of the galloping horses
Squeezing the eye lids, scrutinize
All that look different, hazy
Muttering the words of flame

Shame! Shame! Shame!
Says the neighbour,
Shopkeeper, random man
With dry washed suit
And the lady pushing a stroller
Out of here! Out of this land!
Says the mass in electronic flare

What's happening
Had happened before
Times and again
Here, on this land
Where the freedom reign
With the songs of glory
Of Beauty, goodness supreme
There, the invaded,
Chastised, incinerated
Where little children
With dried tears and muffled groan
Play tic tac toe 
On bloodied mud and stone
Or colouring the Easter Egg
Near the smashed skull 
And bones of ma and papa
Without atone 








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