THE CHILDREN HAVE FORGOTTEN TO BE AFRAID
Sarah Terkaoui
when another bomb lands
sends up great concrete splinters.
mushrooms the city.
they may pause,
speculate on where
the hit was, whether
there will still be school.
perhaps plan a new route
to their playgrounds
amongst burned out cars
street craters and
ruined apartment blocks
that turned into cemeteries.
they will not stop, flinch,
cry out. they cannot be
afraid of their lives.