Those tender voices
Silenced by terror
Echo in rage,
Fragments of fear
Caught in their throat.
Loved ones left behind
Fade in false security,
Impaired by staged frames.
In a blink, streets empty.
Someone has turned out the lights.
by Robert J. Savino
... who is a native Long Island poet, widely published in the
small press market, from The Long Island
Quarterly to Haight Asbury Literary
Journal.