They said he smiled between the bursts of death
a student with a parasol that hid an AK-47.
They said he smiled and laughed when tourists ran.
Maybe in this mayhem ,when creating hell
traded in exchange for promised heaven, just for him
he believed himself superior
a better man than the bikini infidels.
He smiled and in his trail
fresh like the red roses on the hotel’s bedsheets
he left a crimson splatter on the sand
between the toys and flip-flops where the toes are stiff.
They said he smiled before he broke the chains
defying begs for mercy
preferring death to paradise.
I wrote this to toads, where we Margaret presents a few old prompts to write to. I decided to use the Michael’s get listed prompt and used a few of his words and write about the disturbing news that filled our newspapers. I’m also linking this to Poetry Pantry.
June 28, 2015