Sunday, May 30, 2010

Cain & Abel & Ishmael & Isaac & Esau & Jacob & Today

Acrid vestige
Smoke cloaked carnage

Hell’s residue remarks the ruins
Eyes blink open to reality
Souls burned, broken, buried, blown to acuity

Ages’ cinders
Never blow clean
Death-soaked soil germinates its filthy seed

Divided from the first jealousy
Until the final trump
Shocked streets in a
Time without pity.

Illustration: Photo by N. S. M., Iraq, 2003

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