Thursday, 3 October 2013

Flickering in the Darkness

Acts of complete madness,
devouring their minds,
ready to die, not clinging to life.

Arguing the rights and wrongs,
facing death
with careless composure.

Spilling blood. Seeping blood.
Smearing blood, playing dead.

In clouds of smoke,
killings unleashed without mercy.

Words seething in rage,
flickering candles guide
the mourning city.

Unreal as a dream,
the messy process of dying,
of life cut short-too soon.

© Amy Barry

Kenya Survivor 'Smeared Herself In Blood'

Amy Barry is a regular conributor to Poetry 24. Her poems have been published in anthologies, journals, and e-zines, in Ireland and abroad. Her poems have been read and shared over the radio in Australia, Canada and Ireland. She loves traveling. Trips to India, Nepal, China, Bali, Paris, Berlin have all inspired her work. When not inspired she plays Table Tennis.