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WAR ON SEMANTICS

This poem is about the Genocide in Rwanda in 1994.

The stains of the blood of the innocent
Of 1963 and 1973 had only started to fade
They still spelt the same word in the dirt
That they always had
GENOCIDE

Year numbers grow uniformly
As does the hope of an international presence
Conflicting convictions, order restrictions
Peaceful predictions, sent to monitor
GENOCIDE

1994 Rwanda had a glimpse of the 21st century
Beyond machete horizon
And that new mountain of festering death
Beginning with the rumours of an organised insanity
GENOCIDE

Pre-determined death of one; trigger
Prescribed prejudice, take up your arms
Call to the children to carve the smile from their own childhood
And lacerate family ties
GENOCIDE

Around 800,000 killed in one hundred days
Fitting the description by eyes, bloodshot with rivers
“Too mad and too methodical to be understood”
Described by those, silenced by memories of
GENOCIDE

Scavenger birds picking at the skin
Of the masses; no longer bleeding
With the last memories of rape, and last ex…