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Terrorism
Bad dreams
Nightmares
A teenage boy
Refrigerators
Full of blood
Fear
(Don’t let them see)
Responsibility
Car bomb
Six or more patients coming
Type and cross
Twenty units
Ambulance arrives
No lights
No siren
Hands, feet, torsos, heads
Delivered in makeshift stretchers
Made from olive drab blankets
No survivors
The job has shifted
From saving lives
To body identification
Knowing one could be Dad
Putting the puzzle together
So that family and friends
Can say goodbye.
Nightmares
A teenage boy
Refrigerators
Full of blood
Fear
(Don’t let them see)
Responsibility
Car bomb
Six or more patients coming
Type and cross
Twenty units
Ambulance arrives
No lights
No siren
Hands, feet, torsos, heads
Delivered in makeshift stretchers
Made from olive drab blankets
No survivors
The job has shifted
From saving lives
To body identification
Knowing one could be Dad
Putting the puzzle together
So that family and friends
Can say goodbye.
Published 11th Dec 2019
Author's Note
One of my first poems written as therapy for PTSD related to the incident in the poem, which happened while working as a volunteer lab assistant in a military hospital when I was 14.
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Anonymous
- Edited 20th Aug 2023 10:20pm
20th Aug 2023 10:19pm
Holy hell, this is beyond imagination for a 14 year old boy to have to deal with and process, KP. My heart goes out to you and those traumatized families who lost their loved ones in such a brutal manner. I know writing therapy definitely helps and I'm glad you eventually had other proper therapy tools to at least try to reconcile the harsh aftereffects of PTSD. I applaud the openness of your share, which gives me insight and also shows others who might be struggling with their own versions of PTSD that there are options out there that can help to potentially heal.
Raw, real and poignant writing...Thank you for revisiting.
🌹B
Raw, real and poignant writing...Thank you for revisiting.
🌹B
Anonymous
- Edited 29th Dec 2023 8:45pm
20th Aug 2023 11:50pm
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