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Bosko And Admira (1993)
JH (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

Bosko And Admira (1993)

Poem By jerry hughes

'If thou must love me, let it be for naught
except for love's sake alone.'
(Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

Ethnically cleansed through love,
when all bout them hate of generations
raged - they held hands while
clenched fists threatned.

Amid the rubble that was Bosnia
a sniper waited, dispassionately.
Don't discriminate.

In the distance two figures.
Aim for the larger target first.
Squeeze the trigger.
Got him.
Now the other.
She's bewildered,
distraught, crying.
Got her.
What's this?
She's crawling toward him.
She's reached him.
Don't waste another bullet.
It's time for lunch.

'Lime trees are blooming
everything is as it was before
only your heart and my heart
aren't in love any more.'

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Comments (3)

Love the whole thing jerry, but the last stanza is genius. Fantastic write!
Oh Jerry - this one tears at the heartstrings. The last line lands right in the solar plexis. You pen your rage with passion and waste not one word. love, Allie xxxx
Fantastic Jerry! A true painting of love and tender.