.wars.

a longing there is
for that space in time
before the engines of war
resounded in the tiny voids
of ears from generation
to yet another…
waiting for the promise —
before the words of preambles
were made meaningless
and holy visions were lubrication
for someone else’s tomorrows
before the world turned away
from us to shield herself
from the dust in her eyes
before the plastic dreams
breaking down to diminished
molecules, rising through blue skies
raining down as acidic
failed accomplishments…

and this is what was intended
for someone else’s grandchildren?

Oh, that they never come

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2 thoughts on “.wars.

  1. mercy… powerful social commentary. i love the caution to procreate because of the monstrosity the world has become. simply a genius way with words…

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