POETS IN THE QUIET GARDEN OF TERROR

POETS IN THE QUIET GARDEN OF TERROR







Does the poet make you laugh and sing? The poet

Wants you to spend a moment in paradise even though

There is terror in the quiet garden waiting for us.



Sometimes I write by the light of the shark’s teeth;

My best odes many come from the carnage of Fallulah.;

For Picasso, he chose Guernica for a carnage masterpiece.



Do poets make you cry? I apologize for those in hell

For my poems, I never meant to disturb the world at large.

Horses of sorrow must  break free from corralled peace



It is improvident not to see the mistakes of war and

To glorify only the victors. For this we may find ourselves

Under those restless horses hooves; bless dutiful poets.



Beauty may be drenched in birth blood and ugliest couched

By good intentions; the war on terror is always in the quiet

Garden.   Dafur had 115 years of peace before this war.






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