Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009


by Elaine Whybro

And now we breathe a sigh of relief,
gone is the charlatan, gone is the thief
of votes and lives
and hopes and dreams,
the pedlar of death,
the cause of the screams
of women and children
and men on their knees,
the one who encouraged
the felling of trees,
the drilling of holes
in cold, silent places,
started the tears
down millions of faces,
gave the nod
to torturous acts,
played around with truth and facts.
Now we breathe a sigh of relief,
now we live in hope and belief.

Added: 12.02.2009