*Picture taken from the internet: Source unknown 
 
 
With
dirt across their face in streaks 
Grimy hands and cracked feet 
Shirts strewn with blood and… 
 
Doesn’t your heart shriek 
Don’t your eyes weep 
They are desperate for you and I 
to do something 
before all and everything  
that we knew to be life 
is destroyed by their  
bomb and gunfire speak 
Age is not even a number 
as their bodies are piled high 
One across another 
Two on top of their mother 
brother sister aunty uncle 
They’re all holding hands  
of aged worried grandparents 
stooped, then maligned and buried 
beneath a ravaged son and a father  
who holds his new born bundle 
blown to pieces before he could  
even kiss its cheek 
The unborn fetus that couldn’t 
even make it into this world 
before it was wrenched 
into uncountable pieces of a family 
drenched and buried in their own blood 
Lineages wiped out before humanities eyes  
Havoc is hurled about 
And all its creations lie asunder 
 
Oh Lord! Please send your Mercy? 
 
With dirt across his face 
Grimy hands, cracked feet 
Tears in streaks upon streaks 
Tattered clothes strewn with blood! | 
2 comments:
Its all so sad bebo.... beautifully written piece.... Lord have mercy on them.
Ameen!
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