Maguindanao

A child weeps
Orphaned by the night
A woman wails
Widowed
Devoid
Of reason
Barely grasping
Gasping
Tremors of fright will keep them awake
An ocean of misery they’ll carefully tread

For the mind cannot grasp
The senselessness of it all
The darkness
The silence
After the roaring backhoes stopped
Making widows out of women
Boys out of men
Beasts out of people

Creatures from the netherworld came
Enmeshed in greed and power
The seditious stigma delicious, disgraceful
Nothing could have hindered the plan, they pledged
Sporadic gunshots rang clear
Until the cadence just flowed
And the bodycount rose

In this land, nothing is sacred.
Not even life

——————–

We shall never forget the 58+ civilians who perished from this gruesome massacre in Maguindanao — probably the most horrifying in our country in recent history. Women and media/reporters were not spared. It’s been 2 years. Justice must be served.

(Written for The Sunday Whirl Wordle 17)

16 comments

  1. brenda w

    Your poem sheds light on a travesty. The stark appearance of the first stanza adds to the tone of the piece. This is powerful:
    After the roaring backhoes stopped
    Making widows out of women
    Boys out of grown men
    Beasts out of people

    With writing like this, I’m glad you found The Sunday Whirl. I look forward to more of your work.
    ~Brenda

  2. jennifaye

    Thanks Brenda. Really appreciate your comment. I’ll be looking forward to the wordles of The Sunday Whirl. Great fun!

  3. Mike

    A powerful poem Jenni and a great read.
    Loved the way you used the wordle words.
    My favourite part has to be :
    ‘Making widows out of women
    Boys out of men
    Beasts out of people’

    • jennifaye

      Thanks for the comment, Mike. It was a challenge working on the wordle.🙂 But I had fun doing it, even if the theme is quite dark.

  4. springcycle

    Beautiful powerful poem. It is so important to keep these things alive in peoples minds. I think that can be an amazingly powerful function of art. Great thought provoking piece of work.

  5. Nanka

    Loved your poem with the wordle words aptly used!! I liked the way the poem progressed telling us facts in story form. Especially liked the last lines ~
    “In this land, nothing is sacred.
    Not even life”
    and so true that is!!

  6. jennifaye

    Nanka, I just ATTEMPT to write poetry. I’m really more of a prose writer.🙂 There are sooo many good poets out there. The writing groups have been encouraging so far.🙂

  7. Traci B

    Jennifaye, I’m glad you’ve joined our group. Your voice needs to be heard, whether in prose or poetry. This is a powerful piece; thanks for sharing it with us.

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