One of our FUN English students and good friend of the project sent in this poem to share with our friends! A very poignant poem we feel!
Ruins of a building shattered by a blast
Stand bare , disfigured and covered with dust.
This was a building distinguished by its shape
A deafening sound took it away from me.
Men, women and children are caught
Victims of a savage attack of hate
Those who died are covered by the stillness of death
Those mutilated and wounded are left with a bleak fate
What terror ! the sudden roar of death
Can do to a gentle , friendly soul
The gaping graves will embrace no dreams
Cold and darkness cover silent screams
A post traumatic stress syndrome ?,what a misleading name
A self-deception, or another face of a sinister game
O God how a man can be changed into a senseless beast ?
By what devilish persuasion can this be achieved ?
2nd.of June 2012