Since When? - Poem by Esther Mukabi
Since when is it lucky to die?
Since now, for who could live like this?
Filthy diseased animals and man
Reduced to mediaeval practises.
Since when have men lain in the road to decay?
Since now, for who will bury them?
At war with no one.
For no one remains.
Since when has the sky been red and deadly?
Since now, for radiation lingers.
Who is the brutish infant commanding
Destruction of our race?
Since when have men sought to destroy one another?
Since the beginning of time.
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