Boston Sympathies

Murder at the Marathon

You could write things that really mattered, 

Back yourself against a literary wall, 

Make some sense out of needless killing 

Destroy all compassion to those who fall.

The need arises for you fight off 

The monsters that sleep inside, 

Making your concerns feel the pain of the bone, 

Somehow in some way take the pain 

That evaded your day.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Such barbarism needs some "Words in Idyllic Foolish" Thank you John for your kind words.

[John Anderson]

this is a great poem and has excellence written all the way through it.