Friday, November 20, 2015

Stone Throwing Muslims dr salerian poem painting
























Stone Throwing Muslims

My nightmare last night
So intense so chilling
 Sweating bones
Twisting neck and shoulders
Waking up scaring wife
While screaming
“Nooo stop those guys
Stop them now”
Who were the guys?
Faces behind veils?
Reporters for my paper
Editing the news
Often we are angels
Not dark people
Not stone throwing Muslims
My newspaper man
Writing
 “ Intact terrorist passport
In ashes of  blown up body”
“Why didn't the passport burn
Is it magic or miracle?”
I ask
“No comments from police ”

He responded before I screamed “noooo!”

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