Last Night
Noa
Sits looking out the window
Playing with her Magen David
Not looking at her friends
Shalom and Mazel
Sitting across from her
They are talking on this
Warm summer evening
Sitting in a crowded McDonalds
Mazel says something
Shalom laughs
Then they are all
Lying dead on the floor
Their table thrown out the window
Blood splashing onto the pavement outside
A scream could be heard from afar.
Twelve are murdered.
Noa, still holding her Magen David,
Embraces death.
She can only hope for peace.
Toni Marie Thrasher
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