Thursday, October 06, 2005

219. Terror

The Raja Restaurant (Bali)

My eyes see a girl
The rucksack clings to my spine
Three seconds to live


TV Correspondent

When bullets crack above your head
get down, or you'll be dead
the thing
(ppshangg .... ppshingg)
to remember, the thought
to bear in mind
is that people are unkind
from a sense of virtue.
They will kill you
but have no wish to hurt you.