haitians stood
some came from afar
there was this strange smell
not of death
nor of the dying
nobody had seen before
the laughter
of death
nobody
had spoken before
the common language
of death
nobody before
died
while watching death.
Poem and Ink Drawing by Amitabh Mitra
these are powerful words, amitabh. and, of course, the visuals have your stamp.
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