Blood Rain - Poem by Fabrizio Frosini
[November 13,2015, Paris - Europe, our world]
Cowards, unworthy, ruthless,
They claim true respect for themselves, while
Not even pretending respect for others.
Cold stares, cruel stares, devoid of humanity
—Pity is not what they want.
In the aftermath of love and hatred
That colour their inner world
Their emptiness gives you the creeps.
In a race to the bottom, first you
Proclaim your withering scorn,
Devising a derogatory term to refer to them,
Then herald your pitiful disregard
And thus your ultimate victory upon them.
Yet, you find it all the more sad.
—Helpless, hopeless, forlorn
The blood rain keeps on falling gently onto
Nov.13, 2015: terrorist attacks in Paris
For those who suffered and died.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
PARIS, November 13,2015
a tribute to all those who suffered and died
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