Brought back home in body-bags!

                                                                                                 Author: Alex Proimos

Image: Devastation (here)

Very familiar occurrence

The sign of times

Currently in many parts of the globe

Wandering amidst the debris

And man-made destruction

Staccato bursts of gunfire
Intimidating to the populace
Hearing bombs in the distance
Frightening to those under siege
Melodious to the marauders

Embedded with a detachment
Seeing action before his own eyes
The newsman and photographer
Unarmed, untrained, unaccounted for
Who could only sigh and hope
That the next sniper’s target
Would not have him at the crosshairs
As did some of his colleagues
Who had been there earlier
Unfortunate enough to be seen
And later picked up still in camouflage
But wet, bathed red with their own blood
Unsung, unknown but just another
To add to the growing number
Of the forgotten victims of human conflict

Not directly involved
Who dared to be in the front
Just so for the benefit of those
Back home sitting sipping coffee
Comfortably in front of the idiot box
Waiting eagerly for the latest

From the newsmen with pads or cameras
Whose numbers are increasingly

Brought back home in body-bags!

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