We resigned to the Nations
UNITED Nations of all this world
to detest
to deny
to assure ourselves and others
that attitude would n'er beat the civilized mind on war.
We would each
tote concern
for the other.
Yet
AS WE WATCHED
a terror scene
the same beg and plea bargain
played thief of life
life of babes
it begged to tend.
IN THE ARMS OF MOTHERS
slumped against cool mortar and stone
paste faced except for the spatters
spatters oddly set
against the vivid blue and corals
knitted hat scarf and shawl wrapped
around what once was a babe
was once a toddler
on a list
in a mother's mind
waiting for the day in school
waiting to be chosen
or to play at first base.
Nothing now
nothing except jellied clots of drying blood
lumped in a mother's skirt
slumped with her
against a door
set along a cobbled way
in Israel
at the end of a request begging for money
to do their children
DO THE CHILDREN
in Israel.
...the wrong children
in their way.
...3/2022 on the race war
About the Creator
CarmenJimersonCross
proper name? CarmenJimersonCross-Safieddine SHARING LIFE LIVED, things seen, lessons learned, and spreading peace where I can.
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