how loud the sound
must have been
and how distant
the sound of horror
landing upon a home
sending innocence to
a heaven that proves itself
undeserving of these spirits.
what sound could prepare
anyone to hear the sound
of a father’s cries
daughters slaughtered
for what?
to keep a people
behind walls
to strangle them
in a barren patch of land
to tell them it is
pointless to tell the world
to what end?
to what end?
what good is that land?
what good is a world
made with hands
bathed in blood?
(because.)
narinda heng 