splat!
goes the blood
and some threads
of bleeding muscles
from his back
to the waiting
concrete wall.
bang!
goes the bullet
as cold as the heart
who pulled the trigger
to put the 17-year-old
to his final, breathless
sleep.
no more!
goes some mouths
to condemn the
brutal purging
and killing
and planting of
fired-guns and drugs
to the hands
none can know if
innocent or not.
i now wonder
where is the
foggy border
between justice
and injustice,
instant law and
due process?
maybe the
monsoon shower
will soon wash away
the kiss of blood
on that cold wall,
maybe our minds
are also fogged
by the mist of
hazy judgments
as we silently ask:
“can these killings
save us all?”
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Oh the chilling stories I have heard. How justice cease and become injustice – a dangerous border to cross.
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i cannot agree more. thank you, Bjorn!
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May he rest in peace Rose…and may we all continue to pray..after all, at the moment i believe our country needs more prayers than ever before…
Be safe my friend..
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i cannot agree more. you too, my dear. thank you! ❤
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Be well and keep safe always..
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you too, my dear Mich!
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Oh my gosh. We’re thinking of the same thing, dearie. I just posted mine that was related to this issue too. Haaay…
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hay lang talaga dearie. hay. hugs. hugs. hugs.
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Your words say it all- the foggy border between justice and injustice, due process and “instant justice”. Scary when a country abandons it’s justice system, anyone could be next. Nicely written in a stark way that mirrors the subject fittingly.
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Wow, this is almost difficult to read – a dark, tough poem for a dark, tough subject. Thank you.
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thank you. indeed this is a tough world to live in.
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Stark reality in your poem…violence as justice is a foggy border indeed!
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i cannot agree more. thank you, lynn!
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I appreciate your reading!
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you’re welcome!
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Sad to hear about this Rosema, but your powerful poetry makes you step back and think, there must be another way.
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i hope there is. but the government doesn’t agree. purging is their best call.
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😦
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Wow, just wow!
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awww. thank you, PJ! how are you?
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I’m doing well Rosey. How are you?
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i am okay too! 🙂 how are the hummingbirds? are you far from Texas? please be well!
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The hummingbirds are slowly migrating since it’s starting to get cooler. I don’t have as many right now as I did during the hotter times. But I do have a few. I’m probably about 400 miles from Texas.
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awww. bye bye hummingbirds. ❤
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Yes, bye bye hummingbirds! I’ll see you next spring!
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Yeeey to Spring!
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Unfortunately, we have to go through winter before we get to spring next year. 😦 I don’t look forward to winter.
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awwww. sending sunshine your way. i would love to experience winter tho i am not sure if i can survive one. -_-
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You would probably be ready for your weather after about a week! LOL!!
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haha. truth! 😀
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Good description of hope without seeing how it can happen in these lines: “maybe the
monsoon shower
will soon wash away
the kiss of blood”
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thank you for seeing it that way, Frank. 🙂
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This makes me so sad, but your writing is on another level. Your words are just so powerful.
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you are kind, my dear. thank you!
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Powerful and thought provoking poem. Justice and injustice certainly do seem to have a foggy border in these times of violence. Thank you for sharing this!
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Beautifully written, Rosema. Poignant and completely unnecessary to shot ones so young or anyone. I agree that people’s perceptions are blurred, their hearts and minds, if they think violence solves anything and if the blood from that murder can be washed away and forgotten. Violence begets violence always. Great job!
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such are wise words and ever true. sigh. thank you, Mandi!
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When violence is met with violence there is no border.
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i cannot agree more. thank you, Jane!
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🙂
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Like my response to Maria, I don’t agree with the way this is being done ~ Everyone deserves their due date in court and can’t be arbitrarily killed, just like that ~ I pray that someday that Filipinos will wake up and collectively raise their voice of dissent ~ I look forward to that ~
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i hope so too. i hope. thank you, Grace!
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well written my friend 🙂
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thank you, Kat!!
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Oh gosh, Sister–a fiercely written poem about a heartbreaking topic…I wish I had answers, can only keep praying, “Lord, HELP!”
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The Philippines are suffering such a brutal regime. Thank you for this stark commentary.
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indeed, Sarah. thank you!
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I am sorry that this is happening. This poem helps me to feel your pain.
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thank you for the kind words!
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The two beginning stanzas really do set this up – felt myself shocked, horrified.
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thank you! thank you!
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You tell this story vividly…blurred boundaries, foggy minds, inattention, thoughtless actions…
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thank you, Janice. you summed it up so well.
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This is just chilling! I can never get why killing is okay🙁🙁
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sigh. i agree. thank you, sweetie di.
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