Caratchi Fields

they'd come for me again 
just like before I'd hidden underneath 

the bunkers as bombs bit off chunks 
of buildings shattering mountaintops 

the thunder seemed to roar over 
the soundless skies I'd began to wonder 

if redcross would arrive in time 
as fema deployed upon my entering 

a Pakistani village I'd exposed myself 
to hatreds war where Lucifer sat sun bathing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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