Tess’s Death

I’ve never understood why a recruited young man or woman agrees to kill themselves while killing others in suicide bombings of a few innocent people and believe that there is a God that would agree to such tactics.  How does that ‘further’ the attraction of that religion, whatever it is.  What is gained in the ‘taking?’

 

Tess

She often met friends after school in the park
and they’d walk and they’d talk and sing like a lark
and end up in town where they’d check all the clothes
and try them all on, yet, they’d buy not one dress
and head on back home without dress……or stress.

She just turned sixteen and her world was quite free
and she loved all her friends and they all would agree
and she shared all her stories, as they too shared theirs
and they knew life was good to them, most every day
and they knew they were lucky……  in a lucky sort of way.

But the war all around them was sometimes, too near,
and the writing on the wall, at times, all too clear,
with bombs exploding nightly, and not all that far,
and she lived only blocks from the center of  town
but she still went to shop, and with a smile, not a frown.

“I’m going up to Steggers,” she called to her mom,
at the same time the terrorist was planting the bomb
in the basement, in the stairwell, where no one would see
on this busy Saturday morning ‘neath a fair sky of  blue
where the young lady terrorist, in the basement, now was through.

Tess eyed the American patrolling the street
who she met when he came to her school to speak
about the presence of soldiers and all what it meant
and she told him she was going into Steggers for a dress
and when she asked if he would go to her dance, he said ‘yes.’

Her spirits running high, she said ‘bye’ and went in
for the store opened early so the sales could begin
and she headed for the rack where she hid the red dress
and with her basket of sale items, she got in a line
to check out and get home, though she had plenty of time.

The bomb blew exactly at a quarter past ten
blowing out windows , throwing bodies and then
collapsing all quickly into a smoldering heap
and with fire trucks and local police now lending a hand
the hunt for survivors had already began.

They found her near the door with the red dress by her side
with some other things she bought; some other things she tried
and all of it was charred and wasted….. like her lifeless body
placed there dead in rubble by a young terrorist abiding her laws ,
taking Tess’s  happy outlook…and her answer to why?  Because…just because.

copyright © 2012 T.J. Gargano

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2 responses to “Tess’s Death

  1. Many years ago, long before digital pictures, when we had to send the roll of film for developing: We were all dressed to the nines and took many pictures. In every picture, there was this girl who had stuck her tongue out – in Asian culture this is very rude, not to mention ugly. I still don’t know why she did that…to ruin our enjoyment and hers.

    I don’t think I will ever understand these suicide bombers and killers…or their teachers who egg them on…

    • thomag1

      I am not a ‘pusher’ of ideas for I am sure there is nothing unique about my thinking and adversely, I have a hard time understanding the way some people are brought to do something so heinous and against the spark of life and made to believe it is something the Gods want them to do. I have not studied deeply all the religions but if Gods gave life, why would they want you to take it? I better stick to ‘fairies’ haha thanks for looking in, Eric.

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