for all children who live daily with violence
I shall always remember
that bloody ship and shore...
bobbing in that tarnished pail
Forever edgy in my mind
restless, pacing always...
Nostrils flaring,
battling that putrid affront...
that bloody thieving affront,
A smell of death...
death of an intrinsic trust.
(May 3,2005 ~ Bell's Island, North Carolina)
Debora Short
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-heart-haunted/
