And the Children Cried

In the fiery onslaught
of a technocratic firepower
Amid the high explosives
and computerized
guidance systems
In hell's crescendo and
the devil's design
A country
joined the ranks of
despots
A desperate leader
issued the order
to redeem
himself
To try and change
direction
The devil's design to
alter history
for personal gain
Two thousand pounds
of high explosives
on a child's head
Burned and tortured
innocence
Victim of a
man's delusions
Grandeur his aim and
manipulation his
folly
And the pitiful whimpers
of children
burning in his hell
The protests of
the people, the parents
The peace lovers and
the caring
Unheard, unheeded
In the frenzy of firepower
Evil against evil
And the children cried
in anguish and pain

Copyright©
December 19, 1998
Michael David Coffey