The Unknown

 

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Gazing into the horizon…

She saw the cloud a rising –
Rising humongous.
And then swept her gaze
A little closer –
Closer to heart, her bosom
And clutched the bleeding breast.
Glassy eyes now seeing –
Seeing the strewn mutilated,
Decapitated, drenched in red.
How many? No count –
No count, unable to count.
They lay there dying or dead.
Was it a machine gun whirr?
Whirr-whirr all the time,
Or was it a missile throw?
The sand cloud hovers –
Hovers to cover.
Unknown, unwept they lay
Buried in sand –

Sand tombs forever.

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