Wednesday Weep

Tuesday terror

Image: Pixabay

Another day to memorialize
Tuesday 3/22/16
Acts of terror to desensitize.

An attack to all humanity
In the heart of Brussels,
Taking more lives again, senselessly.

When will it end?

Strike one, two, three,
Explosions in the airport and the metro station;
ISIS claims responsibility reprehensibility.

Nowhere to run from this hell storm,
Safety anywhere fast becoming a rarity,
Threats all over the world the new norm.

What will make it end?

While politicians rant,
And terrorists continue to rave.
We’re left to do the mourning chant:

How will it end?

Paris 11/13/15

They stole in, black clad with hearts equally dark.
From different corners of the City of Love—transformed into another level
Of Dante’s vision of hell.

Mute soldiers of hate articulated by AK47s
Brainwashed with false promises of Eden
If they do what ISIS has bidden.

Man, woman, child,
Humanity dressed in full sorrow
Too painful to face tomorrow.

Friday night’s fallout
Will always be remembered as the day
The light went out.

Image: Pixabay/roegger ©2015 Karina Pinella

Image: Pixabay/roegger
©2015 Karina Pinella

An Immorality Tale

Half-Chechen and half Avar—the Tsarnaev brothers—Tamerlan and Dzokhar. They came to America, received love and welcome from us Bostonians. In return, they cooked up nails, ball bearings, and black powder to show the world their militant Islamic power. A showdown in Watertown—one down, one to a holding cell. Thus, the hearing began. Silent, stoic, Dzokhar displayed no remorse, no affect. His tears trickled only by reason of mirror neurons. His wailing aunt a touch away would have moved him to yawn instead had that been her lead. At last, the jury is out—death penalty for one who lost his morality. A sentence to life or death still seems not enough for the marathon effort the survivors have to bear until their dying breath.

©2015 Karina Pinella