Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Ablaze (revision of one written in 2005)

Cocky, he thinks he can kill giants with his slingshot.
He tamps powder deep into bombs, spews hate
as his evening prayer, tells himself
those who aren't like him are evil, laughs
when the world mourns.

This terrorist...this upcoming star
of Dante's Ninth Circle;
his feet are already ablaze.

3 comments:

DeadMule said...

I love it, Pris.

Pris said...

Thanks, Helen!

Scot said...

Pris
well out, a command performance in the inferno is a just reward!
Scot
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