Massacre I
Flesh summer is torn at death valley
Shining miseries trodden agonies
Slaughters houses butchers’ play
Rueful lineages silvery foot
Walking wit of death square
Shuttered bodies gazing eye sockets
Muted outages is loudly dismayed
Piled skeletons bloody outrage
Another layer of screaming carcass
Scatter their fate at red flower bed
Spewed their freedom joyously
O God finally I am free!
I paid it for my life, they say
Bullets ridden martyrdom ripped air
Tattered littered rubbish ground
O dear where is our dignity
Whistled around wounded ground
Finality fair purify rotten free air
Exhibit their impassionate ritual
Massacre II
O love is stricken
Rage is a bold sward
Brave garland at mass grave
Dark tortured enticing dream
Lively blindfolded at death
Reading their dream on text
Season is waiting to be crowned
Lonesome martyrs’ marvel curses
Errant verses laid out each line
My ghosts will be your finals!
Carnages your last breathing!
Death warrants for perpetrators!
Their fearless vengeance
Embolic, pompous deadly
O their agonized season
Tyrannical flank fearless
Moon laid her wreath at altar
Her vile breasts feed devils
Amorously restless her night
Barely keep up her darkness
Shall not forgive perpetrators---
She wails
2012. 08.08
Young Sun Kim-Walker
