Poetry – Nobody

Nobody

Nobody gave the command.

The details are unclear.

There were no orders.

It is always somebody else.

They were bathed in blood

But it was their own fault.

They did it to themselves.

They are to blame.

With doves and olive branches

They beat upon the eyes.

With body bags and ruins

They paid for their sins.

Nobody gave the orders.

Nobody took the blame.

Nobody was there.

They did it to themselves.

Opher 30.10.2018

I wrote this after watching the events that have led to the massacres in Syria. The peaceful demonstrations demanding the promised reforms were met with brutal violence.

The Arab Spring deteriorated into fundamentalist extremism and bitter reprisals.

Spring descended into winter.