Appalled and angry he stares after the lifting fuselage. By his side his children sit in the dirt, with the whiff of kerosene in their nostrils and their weeping mother trying to make sense of the inexplicable losses. —— Firing weapons raise smoke to sun kissed skies, now nowhere will be safe from their anger… Continue reading War is Death.
Tag: violence
Guantanamo Fear or Victims
—— He hides face in his arms as they grabbed him, twisting, hurting his already rope burned skin, innocently he had travelled to aged Afghanistan, guilty by colour and creed he was violently taken, not arrested, nor accused like hundreds of others. —— Guantanamo Bay, a cruel place of tried and tested torture criminalising good… Continue reading Guantanamo Fear or Victims
Public Humiliation of the Innocent.
Good Friday All through the night he was moved and tried, no one stood by him and not one dared stay, Peter denied knowing him and a cock crowed, people yelled, ‘Crucify!’ when Pilate was unsure. Washing his hands, wipes away innocent blood, scans the grown ugly mob and turns to Jesus, and hands the… Continue reading Public Humiliation of the Innocent.
Prayer on the Front Line.
I pray for Ukraine, that each blade of grass, flowers, bees and beetles, birds and butterflies . —- I pray for their protection against the avalanche of violence and vile destruction. —– I pray for each small child, girl or boy, their school, hospital, park and their climbing tree. ——- I pray for their safety,… Continue reading Prayer on the Front Line.
War on Pregnant Women
It was the pregnant woman cradling her hope that shook me, a brave baby born to turmoil, no real future, freedom of speech and the liberty to choose a path where hissing missiles and guzzling guns will not overwhelm the fragile life that sparks behind closed contented eyes. – A year ago a couple’s loving… Continue reading War on Pregnant Women
The Pain of Womanhood
What has brought women so low that they feed on a male’s unsubstantiated flow and subverted praise.