Destruction Makes Power

For want of threads of dialogue

A city heads down to the morgue,

And there the ill-fated bullock

Got its horns wrapped around a deadlock.

Out of hatred

Destruction makes power,

Life once sacred

Is spat out like dry powder,

Things gone to a head

Now fall down dead.

Syria

She is by horror haunted,

Rhymes with myriad

As a bomb-tide erases the wasted

Until those 40% bleed or sleep.

The darkness is complete.

Akpan

I Shall Laugh the Worst Laugh I Ever Laughed

To every terrorist. With love.

When we bring you down
Low to the ground, the very ground
And pound you to dust
And prove you dirt-cheap scum.
Just before we blow you away like chaff
I shall laugh the worst laugh I ever laughed.

When we delete your breed
From the records of history,
And your names raise a stink
When we call up your pedigree,
After we reduced you to a gaffe
I shall laugh the worst laugh I ever laughed.

When we downsized your military,
Jacked you up n' hanged you out in the sun
And still coming at you lethally.
When you would gladly beg for quietus,
Just when we got you locked in a grandmal,
I shall laugh the worst laugh I ever laughed.

Akpan