Is Poetry Barbaric? Poem by Andrew Lee

Blood dripping from the pages of history books,

wartime pictures, dried bones, graveyard stones,

torture weapons, historic memorial sites

echoing the atrocities which occurred at Auschwitz.

Any poems that capture the glimmers and whispers

of a rainbow in another season

will appear naive, escapist, barbaric...

But please listen.Please listen closely, more closely.

They were humming, reciting, singing poetry

when they walked into the shadows...

'The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not be in want... '