Stripped
by Bernie Crawford
Always go for the strong image
the one that stalks the mind
when the book is closed
let it do the work, I encourage
my students
The image haunts me
all night, wish I hadn’t
watched the news
but know I’ve no right
to the privilege of not knowing
Row upon row
of men, young and old,
sitting, in almost prayer pose,
on ground among the rubble
in their underpants.
