Postcards by Michael Peck

I am not a silent poet

postcards
from hell
photos of dead-men
mothers clutching their children
hiding in the dark doorways
fear crawls through their downcast eyes
heavy trucks filled with armed uniformed men
black flags, face masks with hate filled eyes
jeeps rumble through the deserted streets firing their weapons
bloody bodies fill the streets while women and children cry

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