his silence is deeper than the <br />seven oceans <br />how can he accept that on his <br />beloved land <br />evil men triumph <br />the bad unabated? <br /> <br />there were ten bodies unclaimed <br />for ten days <br />the widows cannot weep for <br />their husbands and children <br />all swept by the bullets <br />of his terror <br /> <br />i look at it stoically <br />God is testing us what to do in times like these. <br />A tooth cannot be for another tooth. <br />Those were the years of eyes plucking each others' eyes. <br /> <br />There is this I, standing, there is this I, undisturbed <br />The devil now is worried <br />There is this I that worships God <br />no matter what.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-time-when-evil-men-triumph/
