Here They Kill Children

They kill children too A hum of silence met me Dead babies everywhere like dolls on a filthy carpet. A lone soldier guarded the scene He looked stunned and dazed and said, we had to do it They are the enemies of tomorrow. A man in a protective suit and mask came spraying White snow like power covering the scene. Cheer up, he said, comfortable for you to say, said the soldier You didn't have to make the killing. Bodily fluid ran out of me, covered the bedroom floor An ice-rink of sin. I was drowning but how to swim in this torrent Of sweat coming out of every pore. A shot the soldier shot himself after the deed life was meaningless. The man in the protective suit and mask giggled and said He was not strong enough couldn't see he was doing his duty. Children are our enemy and if allowed to live would come And kill us in the future. Lethargy and helplessness. My inaction had condemned me for all time. Morning. A has of devastation stopped the sun from shining it refused To lit up death, and forever we had to struggle in a fog of depravity.