An Outrage

I saw a man going down the street, I thought it odd, he had no feet. I saw a woman by a newspaper stand, I thought it odd, she had no hands. I saw a girl smelling a rose, I thought it odd, she had no nose. I hadn't gone another pace, I saw a boy who had no face. I saw it all, such a disgrace, To set of a bomb in a marketplace. For the Innocent People of Baghdad. © Dave Timperley 2013.