The Aftermath - Magpie Tales, Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The streets are filled with litter,
Sulphurous smells are in the air,
The aftermath of revelry,
Gave some of us a scare.
Children handling fireworks,
Amateurs, at best,
No adults to supervise them,
I think you know the rest!
We heard the squeal of laughter,
Then firecracker blast,
The lot exploded in his hand,
Which now is in a cast.
The 4th of July celebration,
Is sad at a new day's dawn,
A lesson so painfully learned,
A young boy's finger is gone.
Carmen Henesy
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