Image: Night Creeper by Zdzisław Beksiński
Written By: Ahalya Kathirkamanathan
When the bombs fall The tears of orphan children flood the debris Anguish in their eyes echo and burn the souls of their dead parents Their eyes burdened with sorrow purges bloodshed and conflict And any hope that fills the world disintegrates with the rotting corpses When the fire crackles Lost mothers bury their solitude opting for loneliness Their children disintegrate into skeletons of themselves Burglary and threats line their memories of their homeland Feeling death stroll alongside them, hearing only animosity and malevolence When at gunpoint Death becomes the undertone to every breathe The silent trees speaking the language of miserable effervescence Shiva left his footprints, his existence deep and preserved in the soil A destruction of truth creating an unwanted forceful silence When the silence dawns The voices within rush like waves long after the voices of soldiers subside Auditory delusions, noise that never existed spread like darkness A field of war, where vulgar memories reside Pry into the eyelids slowly occluding their vision leaving them soulless
Ahalya Kathirkamanathan is an aspiring writer and filmmaker. She works as a Cardiology Technician at Belleville General Hospital and Academic Tutor while currently double majoring in Honours Psychology and Environmental & Health Sciences at York Glendon.
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