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Human bomb



What creates the suicide bomber? This poem imagines what it must be like to live in extreme despair and poverty and how sensible and logical the choice of suicide might seem ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 20 December 2006
Author: unknown
Rating: 2.9/5 (8 votes cast)
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Human bomb
It was a horrible way to die - suicide.

'Mindless terror,' said the spokesman, flipping the rhetoric switch.

'Babies killed,' said the papers, not bothering to think.

'Doesn't solve anything,' said the President and Prime Minister, walking away.

Strange, I said to myself, looking at the paper again,
Trying to read between the lines and imagining:

A refugee camp, concrete huts, garbage, rats
And a horde of men with knives and guns
Given free rein to kill -
The screams of the dying.

A child throwing stones,
A feeble, futile blow at the invader,
Picked off by a sniper's bullet -
Blood seeping into the sand.

Grit, dust, despair and corruption,
Hopelessness,
A hell-hole of disintegration,
Slow annhilation.

'Good against evil,' said the spokesman smugly,
Baffled that anyone could question such a world view:

Rich against poor, armed against unarmed,
Slow terror against fast terror,
Zeolot against fanatic.

I see no compassion from the strong to the weak,
Unless to show superiority.

Yes, I thought, if this was my land, and my people,
I too would look to a God for my salvation,
And then turn myself into a human bomb.

As ye sow, so shall ye reap :
How can anyone be so foolish as to be surprised by it all ?
-unknown -

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