Following the recent activities in Paris and the racial hate I was appalled to witness afterward, from people on social media and in person I started to type. What emerged was a poem. Go easy on me, I’m a novelist and a short story writer not a poet but the message is clear: We are all human, regardless of race colour or creed, don’t torture the innocent.
By P.J. Greystoke
The smile can be read in a variety of ways.
A cursory glance from a hostile militant.
A freedom fighter, ready to purge his demons.
A saintly soldier, as he selects his disciples.
The mother as she watches her daughters first steps