Hour by hour
countless
munitions fall
in an exchange
of fearsome fire.
Smoke erupts
from shattered
Buildings hanging
through the orange
glow of flame.
This narrow strip
of sea-edged land
littered streets
torn metal, broken
brick, shattered
tiles, lifeless forms.
Costly retribution for
a savage act, lost
lives, wailing cries
and threat of siege.
This land of youth
broken piece by piece.
Christ-caught in the
shadow of the cross.
A gale of destruction
sweeps the land
leaving a trail of
hollow hope amid
fading distant dreams
and worn-out words.
What next? and when?
- Chris McDonnell is from England. A regular contributor to La Croix International, and contributes occasionally to CathNews NZ.