MEMORY (for Libya)

The long
Creaking memory
Of the world
Will contain
A pox
A madness
A devil strain
A germ rejected
By the sane
An evil rust
No map or record
Wants to retain
But it must
This gross bacteria
Defiantly projected
Into the library
Of vile histories
Will seep and stink
Where cold academia
With disinfected ink
Will try to decode
Its mysteries
The long
Leaking memory
Of the world
Will cry               © Will Barton 2011


Honour and respect to Libya.
For all that you have given I salute you.
For all that you have endured I admire you.
Your freedom is the reward for many million lifetimes of suffering, sacrifice and faith.
These are days of joy, remembrance of lives lost and a new self-determination.
Make your country honest and beautiful again.
Libyan hearts must be singing.

© Will Barton 2011

INNOCENT QUESTIONS (for a free Libya)

What mad mind
Distorted seam
Or strata
Takes the lives
Of innocents
In bestial slaughter
What foul food
Or reason
Feeds your need
To cruelly kill our
Sons and daughters


What phantasm
Or contorted dream
Performs in your
Plagued scatology
Do children scream
As their limbs bleed
Or fathers cry
As another life goes
Do you see the
Suffering at all
Or are those eyes
An evil resurrection
Of a dark exorcism
Deep acid holes
Burning in dead space
Where nothing grows
The sane must ask
What wicked voodoo
Or pathology
Cultivates your kind          © Will Barton 2011                          Click on images to enlarge