There are many roses in Sarajevo,
commemorating those dead and gone.
A reminder, marked on the streets,
where someone unfortunate stood.
The red roses are the saddest,
severed limbs and opened heads.
Blood is spilled, then spilled some more,
on to the open streets.
Run quickly if you can,
for even if the snipers miss,
the explosive mortar shells
need not be as accurate.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarajevo_Rose
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siege_of_Sarajevo