Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Death On A Sunday Afternoon - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Years now
since Gulf War
exploded on our borders.

Even longer
since stepping over corpses
in our streets.

I remember
cutting throat
of body-shot
sacrificial victim.


Sticking unyielding
knife blade
into lifeless eyeball.

To test for life or death.
Scenario shock
of dislocated shot-through jaw.

Opening in pitiful soul shaking soundless howl.
Guilt still soaks covers
blackened burnt soul.
Manic murdering hands.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011


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