PBS - Frontline THE TORTURE QUESTION (Laying the groundwork)
I don’t want to alarm you, but we seem to have lost our way.
The sleeping heads aren’t seeing the grave sins we’re painting;
-Vengeance is a nasty and rumbling ogre that folds down over
Our sorrowful eyes and shackles us behind the plow.
-Noses packed heavy with settling a score can sense nothing,
Save for the fury crackling in their overwrought darkness.
-Clinched fists held within the smoldering rubble are dead
And will be of no use in the summoning of peace.
Surely the sons and daughters of the worlds terrified offspring
Can only bring about an immensely swift and bloodstained justice;
The merciless dogs of vengeance seem to have come full circle.
© 2007 mrp/thepoetryman
