Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin - ! ! ! ! ***F.I.R of Missing Blood***! ! ! !

Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin - ! ! ! ! ***F.I.R of Missing Blood***! ! ! !

[In Memoriam of Islamabad Tragedy] br br In a typeset that just shrieked “40” br there were other boring stats about br gore, tonnage, glass debris br pristine, pertinent political br condolences on a clockwork ennui br Preening, pruning eyes looked for one br red spot, stain or dot br on the salt and pepper of facts. br br Amidst the madness of forensic rummaging br in the thick of salt, fright and sadness br cringing searches for missing limbs br I’m a madman looking for red br any hue, nuance or shade br darn 40 dead and 240 injured br their very blood vapourized br by the calamity of acid. br not a dropp remains to mark their graves br like the raucous created by a silent br absence of tears upon the graveside br of a deceased beloved br so does this burial ground yell br Hounds of hell! ! ! Hell bequeath br br But I shall not seek the crimson! br Alas I shall not seek the crimsons, br of my brothers my sisters my children br for I feel that through br The vile trading for dollars br And seeking immigrations br my reds have immigrated too br or perhaps fled from the br corners of this world br br Had they been here they would have; br dyed some clandestine communion br in scarlet br br interspersed in a red ochre chunri br with black and then perhaps br br may have lived as crimson blush br on some maiden’s memory br br they are gone irredeemably br the vermillion, alizarin br and I must now go on br Merely with this impotent br outage in my veins.


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