Wednesday, March 19, 2008

KENYA 2008

KENYA - 2008

Imagine the terror, the pain and the sight,

of a distraught mother fighting her plight,

they torched what they thought was a place to be safe,

and murdered her baby, the poor little waif.

She climbed out the window fleeing the heat,

cutting her arms and ripping her feet,

but evil was waiting and grabbed from her arms,

a terrified baby intending her harm.

With no conscience, feeling or stopping for breath,

they hurled a small innocent to meet certain death,

within an inferno started by them,

as she screamed a demented, last requiem.

She may breathe and look alive to those that don’t know,

but her life’s lost direction there’s nothing to show

her why this small innocent was ripped from her heart

there’s nothing to live for there’s nowhere to start.

What future can she have with memories like this?

Unable to sleep and deprived of the kiss

from the man that she loved, also lost in the fire,

so she stares into space near her life’s funeral pyre.

1 comment:

Janine Kain said...

Hard hitting and written well.