A Poem For Al-Saud’s School Bus Massacre In Yemen’s Saada: “Bloody Coloring Books And Backpacks”

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

Can’t even breathe right…

At the moment, I don’t see days, I only see night…

And I don’t mean those with stars and Luna Blaze…

I mean those engulfed in blackness, choking on scars infused with rage…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks all in my vision…

So many bodies, so much innocence killed…

Trying to find the names of every kid who’s been spilled…

Anxiety sets in, the agony of every victim we feel…

I’m shivering, quivering like they’re with me, like they live in my quill…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, I’m appalled and I’m sickened…

On a school bus they were, on their way to summer camp…

When the warplanes came and razed their summer plans…

Despicable oppressors claimed it was okay, they were allayed, untroubled and…

If it had to be repeated, they said they would, inhuman tools of Zion and slaves of Uncle Sam…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, if only they took longer on that most gorgeous of picnics…

Poems don’t belong in blenders, so no minced words for the Saudi pigs…

Not even a punctuation mark will be censored, they’re ungodly squids…

Blood is past a boil, destructive level is where you’ll find my temper and its gaudy din…

Let the noise shake the world for Yemen’s children, pummeling neocons and the rip surges through sorry libs…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, may Yemen endure and triumph over these deplorable “princes”…

Why isn’t the planet focused? Is it ’cause the youngins are Brown?

How about I paint them White, will you provide coverage now?

Is it ’cause they’re Shi’a and Al-Saud says they’re “disbelievers” or is it the “L3Y” on Ansarullah’s Banner? Don’t stammer! Well, they won’t be dumbing it down…

‘Cause it is the accursed Jews and their Tumor ‘Israel’ and America who told Al-Saud to barbarically put Saada’s daughters and sons in the ground….

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, you ain’t gotta engage fully, you’ll just be torn from the glimpses…

Screaming mothers and crying fathers…

An unthinkable sadness nagging at them with jaggedness is what all the survivors harbor…

Some will overcome, others will see their souls succumb to the dire trauma…

And wish they lost their lives right there in Dahyan with their friends and died as martyrs…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, I won’t ever forget the horrible image…

Children shredded, and beheaded too…

Children missing limbs, they were dismembered, life scorched from their little frames and spinal chords severed through…

Nearly all of them under 10, at least they’ll have zen when they enter the Heavens new…

Looking upon us from the Afterlife, their sacrifice is the unfettered proof that everything about Yemen’s true…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, can’t stop the tears, I’m just here, bawling ballistic…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks…

Locked in the front of my mind, no hacker can crack that…

Bloody Coloring Books and Backpacks, the children who wore them now rest with Al-Basit (SWT) in His Benevolent Bastion…

Counting down the days where they can bear witness against the regime who maimed them and every one of its other terrible, terrorist and malevolent actions…

Saada School Bus Massacre, may the Goddamned world never live down the shame or the pain for letting it happen…

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