Treasure Island

Buxton Shippy

(7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

Evil On Foot


For ten years
Evil stood on the hills
Of Afghanistan
Evil on foot
Moved in and out of Pakistan

When he hit the West
Lives erupted in dust and smoke
Concrete and glass icons fell
Tears flooded the street of nations
All this
As Evil
Stroked his beard in victory

For ten years
Blood stuck to human corps
Evil reigned triumphant
Delighted in the carnage
And Justice waits

As Evil walked
And years passed
Desire for revenge boils
More lives taken
In the name of Allah
And Justice waits

Suddenly
On Sunday
A morning in Spring
Justice dressed in green
Struck
And Evil without a gasp died

Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011
Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011
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