Quite an entrancing poem.. many loose ends are left undone, although I like that in the way which it makes readers try and fill-in-the-blank. The presence of a.. lover??.. adds a tiny tinge of romance... it seems they helped you burn the village.. or perhaps, it wasn't a lover at all, but someone or something else.... the entire poem just gives off a hint of another mystery, another story behind its obvious decryption.

Anyway, excellent work.

Wow, very interesting. I found the last stanza to be quite powerful and well done. The rest is good too though. Very well detailed and everything. I think this has become one of my favorites.

Nope.

The visuals were nice. Story was, well... dark i guess, and u posting it in this section confirms that. Well, The village it takes place is some place in Africa correct? So i can definetly see why yo chose the colors you did. As for a deeper meaning to it, heh, we all have our own interpretations dont we Sean?

Aken Sol

The massacre at Nyarubuye was terrible... this is an intriguing ode, to say the least. But I suppose quite palatable in comparison to the brutality of the events.

I really liked this. It portrayed an odd beauty found in a violent disaster portrayed by terrible imageries displayed as lovely romantic notes. I especially admired the last lines,
"We sat up on the hill
and watched the village burn.
Voluptuous plumes of smoke
seductively drifted up--
up into what would prove
to be a very red sunrise."
i also like how you used transitioning symbols like, "the sweet stench" to add to your effect of glorifying a terrible tragedy. Well done

This kinda reminded me of when I was at school ..For some weird reason. I dunno.

I liked the 'We sat up on the hill' bit. I thought it was pretty cool! But it still reminds me of school? Anywho, I thought it was pretty good actually. woo! 5/5

`Taleee. xx.