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Eight-fifteen

(a.m.) the city
was split by lightning,
stripped down to bone, and tortured,
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  • marvin brato (12/24/2013 6:25:00 PM)

    Amazing poetry...a revelation of the ugly side of life!

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  • Heather Wilkins (9/24/2013 2:51:00 PM)

    excellent poem. a terrible event.

  • Wahab Abdul (5/19/2013 11:03:00 PM)

    a fabulous poem with stunning words.. love it..

  • Patricia Grantham (4/29/2013 7:44:00 AM)

    A wonderful write. The ravages of war is never a good thing.
    Unfortunately it must happen sometimes to lead to peace.
    Great work in describing this event. I am most appreciative.

  • James B. Earley (7/21/2008 12:37:00 PM)

    Man's inhumanity to Man!

  • Jimi Doyle (6/1/2004 10:56:00 PM)

    i voted a ten...whoever voted nine must have been blinded by hair...beautiful poem thank you.

  • Deepak Amembal (6/1/2004 7:40:00 AM)

    heart wrenching....mind numbing......very evocative indeed

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