spotting resilience…

morning routines
briefly
suspended
fragments
of the bomb
ripped away
the thin shell
of
normalcy
around
the market stalls
crews
quickly moved
to
clear
what
hate
had left
in its wake
after
the sirens
and
screams
came
moans of grief
then
the call to prayer
with
its unified moans
of
thanks
to allah
and
throughout
it all
the fly catchers
of
baghdad
had continued
to soar
seeking
food
for
their young

according to tradition…

another
holy day
the word
will be spoken
prayers
will be said
then
the killing
will
continue
the poor
will
still starve
the dishonest
will
be
deified
false prophets
will pursue
political 
power

 

imperceptible to some…

©2019 Charles Wm Martin

i hear faint heart beats
pulsing and growing each day
like molten anger
veins pumping with odium
ready to bleed uncontrolled

 

you needn’t listen to me but….

Copyright 2019 Charles Wm Martin

aswang
is
as real
as
humankind
indeed
humankind
may be
aswang
one merely
needs
to carefully examine
how
humans
treat each other
war
of
course
is the most
incestuous relationship
but
religious behaviors
have
also proven
to be
characteristic
of
aswang
and
those seeking
wealth
through
political stalking
have been
heard
making
the
ticking sound
so commonly
found
in the darkness
of
life’s forest
as well
along
well-lit
urban streets
you may
well
think me mad
as
i blend
these spices
for
my sting ray whip
but
we shall see
who
survives
this night