The smell of gunpowder is spreading quickly in the air
Suddenly an explosion,
This moment, all things was end and destruction.
Then the howling of everybody came away
Most of people died in the way.
Mother lost her children,
Children lost their parents.
But mother in extremis,
And said 'Oh, God, protect my child without me.'
'I am helpless now.'
Why is this happening?
Friday, January 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: cruelty