Cool metal of blue dawn <br />the sunny day yet again summoned <br />into the terror of <br />shrieking shadowy crows <br />plucking soft dead flesh <br />floating serenely into sewers <br />already stuffed with rancid wreckage <br />the names not even a memory. <br />Her body beaten to death <br />each speck colored purple <br />by blasting fists <br />while bound to a chair <br />the heavy robes <br />declaring absolute misery <br />while the dear girl’s childhood <br />cries are soaked up by vast walls <br />bloated with revolting silence <br />The fourth death this month <br />in Brooklyn <br />the borough of Churches <br />by mothers <br />by fathers <br />addicted to the only <br />power <br />possible <br />for them <br />already defeated <br />already doomed <br />squeezing the life out of <br />all the life <br />they could lay their hands on.<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/led-on-by-a-desperate-exile-from-happiness/
