Dedicated to the innocent child Omran Dagneesh the little Syrian boy in the ambulance.
Little boy in ambulance his brother dead
Covered in blood
Puts hand to head
It comes away red
As his innocence is bled
Doesn’t understand the helping hand
Covered in dirt, badly hurt
Too shocked even to cry
He doesn’t know why
Neither do I
© pronto 2023
Ain’t that the truth though, well said.
Thanks Mike It makes one wonder where it will all end.
And neither do I Pronto. A tragedy if ever there was one. Leaves me speechless …..
Thanks for the comment Val I wish there was something we could do about it.
powerful short of a powerful tragedy – mitch
Thank you Mitch
The inevitable conclusion to insane conflicts. It is all very well to point a finger at one combatant or another, but nobody seems to blame the arms manufacturers and suppliers.
That’s so true Ionicus. War is big business. If only we could pursue peace with as much vigour as we pursue war the world would be a paradise.
A very insightful reply Goth and I agree with you. Maybe a mass destruction and a new evolution is the only viable answer. I hope not but the biblical ‘meek inheriting the earth’ thing could be the way forward. One thing is sure and that is greed and religion have to be eliminated.
We need to evolve to a different level or disappear.
The shortness of the lines and strong rhythmic tone of this piece are altogether very effective, your ending perfect. You make the case for the inhumane senselessness, the immorality of this and all war, crystal clear. A heart wrenching and conscience piercing write. Well done, Pronto. bel
Thank you Belcanto for your very kind appreciation of my poem.