San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly

Rose Anna Hines

BOSTON MARATHON MEMORIAL

When anger explodes
sends hate-shrapnel and smoke
at the finish line
to massacre, maim, molest minds,
my eyes see assault-bleeding,
confusion, shock, fear.

My brain screams "NO, NO, NO
Not AGAIN"

    The waves of after-shock though
        are filled with rescue actions,
            bravery, compassion, prayers,
                looking for ways to help
                    even through the bewilderment.