Bomb! Explosion! Smoke!
The velocity reaches us,
Sending a trembling down our spine,
Mixed with the trembling of the earth,
Reminding us of the Earthquake,
Windows rattled from distances afar,
The fire brigade and ambulances,
Started with sirens,
Screaming outloud for humanity,
To stop the shameful evil,
The killing and destruction of man,
We sit numbed to watch imagery,
On tv of helpless wounded,
Bleeding in shock,
Yet still trying to save others,
Amid the debris,
Who have long gone,
Proving the word,
Terror knows no bounds,
And the world of horror,
Still hounds the unsusceptible,
As we all wait in line,
Innocent civilians to be next,
In a city once safe and secure,
Terrorism will never endure.
terrorism will never endure...i wish it were so and believe it so as well..but as long as there remains injustice and inequity in the world, so also will terrorism remain...laudable sentiments, expressed ably.
Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 22, 2003
This is excellent Esra. Thank you for sharing.
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on November 22, 2003
Look, as far as I can see, the terrorist are losing the war, when you start killing your own people to presuade them to abandon their freedoms, you have lost the war.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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terror, indeed, knows no bounds. the innocents are most often the victims.
i'm sorry you have had to experience the horror...and i pray for peace, for all our nations.
powerful, heartfelt write--BRAVO
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :(