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She stands there grieving (The fall of Srebenica)

In the front-page picture
she stands there grieving,
head bent.
Even in profile
the resignation on her face
cuts under the ribs
of any observer
like an ice stiletto,
to make you catch your breath
with dreadful expectation.

There amongst the green bushes,
under a tree,
she weeps in silence.
Only when you unfolded the paper
could you see,
did you notice
her feet were not on the ground
and the rope at her throat
pointed like a rod
to heaven.

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