Wednesday, November 11, 2009

another year passes

A writing of some sort, doesn't fit the structure of any poem. My mind wondered on a 'special' day for me during a gender training for Tanzania's judges and magistrates. (A post will surely follow)

five years ago today

the world turned upside down, literally

he drove the bus like a race car driver

she wishes she knew his name

the curve came

they found themselves

all of them full of dreams

facing the ground

covered in shatterd glass

silence ensued

dust fell

then the screams

cries of pain

the blood

covered in blood

the bits of flesh

mixed with rock and pebble

but all survived

40 lives changed forever

she wonders if the driver thinks today

of that fateful day 5 years ago

she sure as hell does

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