Friday, March 13, 2026

War

In the midst of the rubble we must pick up our chins

win sideways or not at all

find the beauty in the butterfly wing

soar on the ocean with the wind whipping

cry in silent tears

as the bombs pound the shores

Fake views brought us this lake of fire

oil tankers, floating Titanics

destined for the depths

but it's humanity

that is really taking 

the plunge


at

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