Deception

Trauma induces cynicism

Deception

They are deceivers.
Dream of love gone,
Muslims absent,
Scarcely a thought for me.

God, omnipotent
Having fun with Gabriel.

Praying face to face
And reflecting the light
Like the moon reflects the sun.

I shout against them.

I understand now,
A guy blew a fuse
And took a gun.

There goes a school,
There goes a restaurant,
There goes a bar,
We’re making our own deaths
And killing our own luminous
Children.

And they yell : »Attachment is such
A difficult thing to undo »

We are soldiers of fortune
Stationed with no network.

A time for fire,
A time for hits,
A time for suffering
A time for oblivion :
Most of it.

K. B

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