Children of Guernica

Children of Guernica .
 
In deserts of no mans land
children play among the dead
killer themes from killer kings
what is the song they sing
comes raining down in
shrews of blood

Bombs burst through silent
air beyond the red glare
where mothers and children lie bare

In scripted carcasses of crumbling bricks
amidst the city streets
broken bodies limbs screaming
wombs of agonizing cries of despair
dropping down death from above
in the safety of the night
rivers of blood and angels of death
circle from high above

Sleep of sleepless dreams lie amidst the decaying corpses
 children dressed in delicate dressings
starch white linen in ghostly silence
the lambs laid out to rest

Once so shocking citizen casualties
now so common collateral damage
distill the horrors of war
deadly games on computer screens
without touch or smell

Rage distorting the outline of shadow
horse’s teeth open wide to the sun
and necrophilia battle cries of death
stand still like ghosts amongst the dying flames

Wounded Pegasus gaping
requiems for generations yet to come
hypnotized to drum beats of war
where monsters of the id come alive
in the cradles of scorched earth lit destruction

Children born to such things
wander through the deserted streets
where there is no home to rest
sleep the dream of children

Lower at dawn their veils    
through broken clocks time stands still
And tides rise over setting moons  
amidst the lambs spheres of love vanishes
in landscapes of pain

Minotauromachy rises amidst the dead
monatours of death die slow
when swords turn to plowshares
iron bombs to gates that open
the hearts of wounded men
hush a by don’t you cry
go to sleep my little babies

In the meadows lie the little lambs
friends of the western  winds
leave tortures on the bleeding grass
in lust for blood and shadows of fears

Moons of serpents awake before the dawn
crucible of blood cast bare amidst
the trembling wheat
street symphonies of stripped flesh
hanging from the poplar trees

Instruct us of our internal natures
inner conflicts and battlegrounds of distress
death instincts and dark knights of the soul
of tragedies and waste doorways through hell
and roots of indignant screams