A Poem A Day challenge visual prompt:
The blood still flowed like rivers
Licking the toes of those who still lived
Was the thirst quenched?
Long after the gunfire had seized out there
In here they still ricocheted between husband and wife
Who’s union was parted by machetes.
Was the cleansing over?
Tutsi blood flowed into Hutu blood into
Mother’s blood, into father’s blood into
Brothers and sisters blood into the blood of children
Who would bury whom?
The collection of limbs began
Too many to sort
All the same after all.
Who were we now?