First Responder I close my eyesbut the pictureremains imprintedin my brainThe sounds willnot ceaseThe criesring in my earsand the terrorscontinue I cometo this placeof peaceto shut outthe worldand its uglinessThe sadnessloss and agonyto whichI bear witness Sufferingthe atrocitiesof mankindthey cannot healSo how can I?With survivor’s guiltI carry the anguishof their ruined livesUnable to save or protect them Christine BoltonContinue reading “First Responder”