Boston, 15 April 2013
In praise of celebration of spirit and
excellence in achievement, an extroverted
crowd in an exuberance of life and its
challenges, the raucus gathering in its tens
of thousands, a dizzying concatenation
of colour and commotion, sounds of
enjoyment and frenzy of motion; a
Norman Rockwell depiction of
America The Good and The Placid
suddenly face to face with terror as
the festivities succumb to fear and
horror in witness to an bloody atrocity,
peace shattered by an oversized volume
of blasting explosives and murderous
shrapnel penetrating life unprepared for
death, the complacent paint brush of normalcy
surrendered to the malign depiction of evil
and the hellfires of brutish destruction;
Hieronymus Bosch utilizing his formidable
painterly skills to transform peace into
a horrible, raging inferno of hate.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
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Poetry
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