As Of This Morning
It starts with sadness, disappointment then…
As long as there is anger
There’ll be wars
Because,
An angry man begets revenge,
Rebounds
Until the sounds of canon*
Can be heard
*an almost-kind old-fashioned word.
Oh yes, and now, the now-times silent tone
Of sky high drone,
Like Hitler’s V8’s over London
Hitting suddenly – the innocent, the guilty;
Indiscriminately:
Murder.
Just today, in EU’s Europe
Where the left-out, not-yet ones are yearning
(the Ukraine, this morning)
Come to protest.
Then they come: police
With dummy bullets,
Which they turn into the real ones
Killing two, a few unlucky men…
Then,
When it’s through, it’s started!
Racking up: Iraq
Then Egypt, Lebanon,
Now Syria and the Ukraine –
The start of mourning
Just this morning.
As Of This Morning 1.22.2014
War Book II; Our Times, Our Culture II;
Arlene Corwin
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