The Crushed Skulls
The Crushed Skulls
the crushed skulls
and the
torn-off legs
and the
single shots piercing countless heads
women, men, children
young, old, everyone just a human being
when will we tire of the senseless killing which we keep on impotently seeing
the gaping wounds soaked in blood
dismembered corpses piled high in some humid make-shift ****-stenched mortuary
who will remain to someday write, war's final obituary
for the killing goes on in the name of tribe
faith
race
religion
caste
sect
and the vested interests above all
but who really hears the whimpering sobs of a 4 year olds call
for her mother, father, brother, sister
as she lies dying, bleeding out like a gutted animal, on the stinging gravel
while we deliberate and engage and while to Geneva we always travel
to sign some scraps of paper that merely postpone the killing for a while
while the putrefying carcasses of human beings lie side by side, mile after bloody mile
war is ugly, they tell us
but necessary too
and we go to war for peace
while the generals and the money-men and the politicians drink and dance and screw
war is ugly
it is indeed
but so are we
if we fail to see the humanity stripped away
and peeled off the skin of that 4 year old girl
and if her cries for help we do not heed
war and guns and bombs and the very latest smart nuke
sickens me as it should us all
making us retch and puke
but who gives a **** about the bombs falling far away
we've got chores to do, margarine to buy, and take the family out for the day
war is ugly
so they tell us
while loading the magazines without much of a fuss
war is ugly
and cold and brutal and evil as the hounds of some distant hell
but who gives a **** for we have sneakers to buy and stocks to sell
war is ugly
but so are you and I
for we remain silent
as the bombs fall incessantly on
out of the open sky
shame on me and shame on us all, that much I believe is true
for our silence in the face of misery is tacit acceptance
and try as we might to inure ourselves
I am as complicit in it all
as are you...
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
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