Chicano Poet

Friday, June 09, 2006

Pictures At An Execution

The proud pilots of the F-16s
drop their 500-lb. bombs on the safe house
where Abu Musab al-Zarqawi is hiding,

killing him and four other people,
including a woman and child.
All the television stations

and cable networks and Internet news sites
flash the picture of al-Zarqawi’s
bloody face, the back of his head gone,

his cheeks and forehead bloody.
But, nobody shows the dismembered body
of the child, the little brain

bounced off a wall, nobody tells us that,
nobody shows that picture.
The F-16 pilots celebrate

and their comrades celebrate with them.
Nobody mourns the passing of a mere child.
No one has the balls to show us that picture.


At 1:52 PM, Blogger 666poetry-finchnot said...

no / they don't / do they

very powerful poem

thank you


At 11:24 AM, Blogger RC said...

Thanks,ms finch,and I love that "purple iris with rain" over at your blog.

At 1:22 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If the woman hadn't provided a safe-house for the cowardous murderer al-Zarqawi, her and her baby would be fine.
The woman got what she deserved.
As for the baby, it lost it's life for a greater good- ridding the world of a monster.

At 12:29 AM, Blogger RC said...

Thanks for your comments,JN.Just one little response.A Moslem woman,if I am not mistaken,can not decide who comes and who does not come into her house---her husband makes that decision.


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