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Thursday, September 29, 2016


Author’s note: I was inspired to write this poem during the recent events that occurred in the U.S. and abroad. This includes but not limited to the Dallas,Texas police shootings, racial tensions, the bombings in New York City and New Jersey, and the violence in Turkey, France, and all around the world. It moved me. It made me mad. It made me cry. So, I drew a picture. Then I decided to write a poem about it.

(c) DaraSunbubbles Art
Pow pow, boom boom
Every one runs in a cloud of heavy gloom
Set off by bombs and gun fire
Running to safe ground is the only desire
People afraid, unable to say
To describe or feel about what happened today
Police make many efforts, protestors take a stance
Communication is lost
Will there ever be a second chance?
Wounded soldiers are the everyday folk
Victims of a world that’s suffered a stroke
Broken and unaccounted for
Senseless violence has no cure
Blood soaks city pavements
Shattered glass and concrete are its only remnants
Death may lie beneath the surface

But terror haunts the living conscious