The Call Of Sirens Poem by Asma Mejdi

The Call Of Sirens



He was promised 'an eternity'
amidst the fairest of fairies,
whom no creature has ever seen.
''Hear them calling...
Your sirens,
fiery and ripen'd,
have been
forever waiting.''
''O beloved,
ain't you coming? ''
What shall I pay?
For HERE is such an abhorrent stay,
Try as may,
THIS I cannot bear,
tell me not to stay.
What's the trick?
''TICTAC, TICKTOCK,
listen!
That's your ticking golden
ticket.
Come and get it,
Now!
Run brother, run!
You're but a trigger away from heaven.
In a trice,
you shall join your brethern.''
BOOM...
A BLAST!
Once a killer,
twice a victim,
he, at last,
met his doom.

The Call Of Sirens
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: terrorism
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Houda Boukassoula 26 December 2017

Once a killer, twice a victim, he, at last, met his doom. The very clear reality killers fail to see before it's too late.Thanks for sharing

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