It seems like time is frozen
I step on the bus
This I have to do
To avenge the oppression
Of Arab people
I breathe in deeply
A wave of hesitation
Rushes over me
Paradise awaits
Our message will be known
Heartbeat...in my ears
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This really captured the nerves of a suicide bomber and put you in their place. I can feel the heartbeat.
ReplyDeletethe way you took a single moment in time and expanded it into all the thoughts of the suicide bomber worked very well in the poem
ReplyDeleteEmma, I like your stanzas of three... gives it a heartbeat-like rhythm. Great motif at the beginning and end of the poem. I'd love to see more visual and sensory imagery in the poem, too.
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