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-750,000 in Rwanda (Free verse) by ALChemy
See how the Tutsi
sleep dead in heaps
and still they lie there
where they die.
Too many for the census takers,
calculators, estimators.
Too many for the senses to take.
Hear our silence
serenade the merciless raid.
The order's called.
The triggers pulled.
The flash, the bang,
the flesh explodes.
and in the air
the smell still hangs
of a rotting sweetness
in churches and streets.
wreaking our futures bleakness
Touch the ground
unsettled ground
desecration abound
There are more bodies
than bullet shells
stabbing children
snapping thier necks.
Save the bullets
for mom and dad.
Kids are easier to kill.
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