#SafetyZones Flesh rains trees where the road flooded with the people seeking safety was shelled the thick air and muddied red soil is unable to swallow the mounting bodies or muffle her scream as a woman is herded into a camp split from her dying husband trapped in a small room with 30 more cries fed food that pours out from her faster than the tears. She bathes under army men’s open eyes unable to leave no visitations guarded from dignity imprisoned in “safety.” A baby is cradled between craters left by air strikes the government claims it never launched. A young girl tries to fill infant ears with her strained song, feed the child something other than the smell of decaying flesh. This should not be the scent of first breaths. To survive an elder buries herself with only her face uncovered to respire the earth her only shield against the shells that may fall as she attempts to find respite. The injured strip and tear clothing to dress exposed tissue and bone, press sand into rancid wounds. This they say is the end of terror This they say is the end of war This they say is victory. In desperation the cruel become even crueler. the monstrous more monstrous. And each uses the other’s evil to justify their own. written by @yalinidream 2009 *********************************************** Ten years ago today was the horrific military offensive that marked the #EndOfWar in #SriLanka / #Lanka /#Ilankai. Remembering and holding deep the lives killed & disappeared and fighting for a #liberation more expansive, inclusive, and pluralistic than what was dictated to #TamilPeople. Our #Grief is a Call for #Coexistence and #Accountability #JusticeForAll #LiberationForAll #GovernanceForAll #IntergenerationalJourneyToFreedom #SmashPatriarchy #Decolonize #EndCasteApartheid #JustPeace #WarCrimes #Vanni #Killinochi #Vavuniya #Mullivaikkal #PoetryByYaliniDream https://www.instagram.com/p/BxngnZshOBC/?igshid=18ij2vbmdql6i
