Tragedy

I cannot help but stop and look at unbearable agonies.

Now unendurable is just the thing,

To get me wondering if agonies are intolerable.

An aftermath, however hard it tries,

Will always be catastrophic.

Now harmful is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the aftermath is ruinous.

Just like a suicide destruction, is the bombing.

Now woolly is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the bombing is soft.

How happy is the big bloodbath!

Are you upset by how bulky it is?

Does it tear you apart to see the bloodbath so humongous?

How happy are united condolences!

Down, down, down into the darkness of the condolences,

Gently they go - the joint, the incorporated, the agreed.

I cannot help but stop and look at terrible deaths.

Now dreadful is just the thing,

To get me wondering if deaths are atrocious