Beslan

give me your love


me about your water


pray for me today






should not have agreed today


if I knew of terror


lie some more






I remember the screams


and pumps


ready to explode






thanks mom


you did not abandon me


you killed me


and others






was just empty space


and my friends to pieces on the ground






I do not understand terrorism


I'm not going to school today





God where were you?
 
Fiz este poema, apos assistir  uma reportagem da bbc sobre o massacre terrorista em Beslan(09/2004).
http://www.google.com.br/search?q=%D0%91%D0%B5%D1%81%D0%BB%D0%B0%D0%BD&hl=pt-BR&rlz=1T4GGLL_pt-BRBR428BR428&prmd=ivnsm&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=mMImToTlKorTgQey17Vc&ved=0CD8QsAQ&biw=1024&bih=540