Terror

The images of here and there would seem
Uncannily alike: the knots of people shocked
And crying, ambulances, later crews to
Wash the wreckage from the street. A bomb
Set off by someone's phone, a rocket fired
From a drone, a hole, a count of those who
Died, the difference being that, in Boston,
As opposed to Pakistan, each victim
Has a name.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-04-16 at 23:23

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