Stuttering gunfire
Bodies like rags lie in heaps
On the burning road
Blood dries out fast in the heat
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I can almost hear the thud of breath bereft disowned dead falling into the sparkling sheets of memories... memories of a place that swung and swaggered often without a rhyme or reason
Slaughtered and left to die Victims of a faceless crime. HOW TRUE.
Brilliantly evocative. An elegant economy of words. Poignantly prescient. Unfortunately, in Karachi's case, also seemingly timeless. Substitute 'Exploding bombs' for the first line and you have '18th October 2007. Karachi.' It's just so very depressing. No place for a fair poet, if you ask me. Can I help you escape? Naomi
.....had witnessed the myhem live on tv..........so well said........anyway should had said something regarding the faces behind the faceless and ruthless massacre............! ! ! ! !
Powerful poetic reportage. Touches a chord. So few words. Such a strong message. Brilliant. love, Allie xxxx
we are all victims now, , , , well written