The skins

torn
beneath

the rubble
burn away

the moaning
&

mumble

still,
though dead

& withering.
Their words

feed
on the drying

blood
& linger

in the ear
or under

the finger
clawing

for breath.
The skins

torn
beneath

the rubble
burn away

the moaning
of the helpless.

Remains
the poisoned

label.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Photo: Munir uz ZAMAN / AFP

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