In Every Death

(terrorism)

 

Before I died

I bathed in blood

Mine and my

Family’s

 

Should I rise

From this with

What clings

To me

 

I shouldn’t think

I’d want to

Live

 

Would you

 

Explosions knocked

Me down in a

Farce of chaotic

Action

 

Absurd to think

There’s any

Sense in

Destroying us

This way

 

Did someone win

I hope not

I hope that we

All lose

 

Why should we

Have to pay in

Blood for someone

Else’s act

 

It’s over for me

Now, all the drama

 

The curtained

Arch falls over

Me

 

I will miss the

Next act of terror

 

Tunneled under

Reality, sans

Sense and any

Sanity to play

 

That is me

And to the actors

This is you

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