The cat screeches
in the scorched driveway
‘the barbarians
are coming’
but cable news last night
and the lump
in your throat today
inform us
they’ve already arrived..
And then the screams
of small girls~
hair meticulously braided,
skin smooth and olive,
studying at school
laughing with friends
now pulverized by bombs
created by
your pentagonal pals
tattooed confused crusaders
on their self~righteous hunt
these “psuedo~legal” serial killers
raiders of our paltry conscience
and almighty dollars.
May your victims rest in a peace
you could never deliver
nor know for yourselves.
And may your children grow
to be much better than you.
Amen.
