Thursday, 30 August 2018


Orange Cord
(a suicide bomber foresees her death)

by Joneve McCormick


dynamite strapped across her chest
dark hair covered, soft brown eyes,
she steps over raw sewage

cement rocks and broken toys
across fields and into a shop
busy with affluent citizens

her veiled purpose to blow to pieces
those who drove her family
from their land and lives

who degrade without a rest,
stealing mind and body
like vampires feasting

the world watching,
she will not be broken
or pretend to acquiesce to slavery

she will light a fire of hope
with the orange cord held to her heart,
a martyr opening heaven's gates.


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