On The Head He Sports a Crown of Thorn Through His Pain Peace He Has Sworn, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
on the threshold
the unborn child
hears the offending
sounds of bombs
his eardrums torn
to come or not to come
he wonders not yet born
a world where one
man looks upon
another man
with scorn
offers roses
with poisoned thorn
embryonic angst
confused awaits
the birth of
a new dawn
without
purple haze
acid rain that
man on the soul
of humanity
has spawned
be warned
