“Boston Marathon Massacre”

try to imagine
the thoughts of the two bombers
you can? I cannot.

(Written for dVersePoets, Meeting the Bar: The Unfathonable, April 18, 2013.)

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10 Responses to “Boston Marathon Massacre”

  1. vb, I can’t either. I can’t imagine thinking that killing and maiming people is OK, no matter the circumstances. And that people not only do it but take pleasure in it or are pleased that it happened is beyond my ken.


  2. Dave Higgins says:

    A haiku is a great way to strip away all of the speculation and tearing of rags.

  3. claudia says:

    i can’t neither…i wonder what it is that makes someone do such a terrible thing

  4. billgncs says:

    you chose death
    delivered suffering
    to innocents

    whose crime
    was to let you live
    amongst them

    for your god?
    I think not,
    to feed your hate

    and now
    like a rabid dog
    they hunt you

    I mourn you not
    but regret
    your choice

    so much good
    waits to be done
    and you embrace death

  5. An imposing question in haiku. There are no thoughts…senseless, mindless, cruel acts.

  6. It’s just impossible to understand.

  7. aka_andrea says:

    what more is there to say than that. excellent.

  8. kkkkaty says:

    Exactly the right question to ask…well said!

  9. Drive-by shootings are all to frequent in Miami. The terrorism here never makes the news. My children and grandchildren have survived several. It is a sad state of affairs when a 4 year old has “drive-by” as part of his vocabulary and although these tragedies around the country are newsworthy and stir our compassion and empathy I resent Miami’s killings are ignored.

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