After The First Death*
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Amidst the rubble and confusion
a child's hand clutching a toy.
Near by
The hand's arm twisted grotesquely
around a dead young woman.
Was it the hand's mother
to which the infant body clung?
Sans hands, sans eyes, sans-
You did your job smart bomb but,
after the first death there is no other.
(In memoriam the children of Gaza/* Grateful thanks to Dylan Thomas)
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