Collateral Damage

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Collateral Damage

What happens to all those lives lost in war

Those blown to smithereens or shot and left

What happens to those back home who wonder

or to refugees leaving all behind who wander

What happens to the bodies found on the streets

and the nameless buried in mass unmarked graves

What will become of those who survive

battle after battle on the home front, never knowing

if this day or tomorrow or some future moment

will be their time to depart

And then, there are the children who will never be the same

Robbed of their childhood, scared for life

after seeing mortars and bombs blow up their homes

they huddle against their mothers hoping their train

will make it to the boarder, wondering if they will

ever see their fathers… there brothers… their neighbors

again following this living hell they are going through

The collateral damage of war goes on for generations

Some will choose to exit early while others will wake up

terrified, screaming from the nightmare of memories

attempting to make sense of it all in their dreams

Yet, generation after generation we continue to refuse

to turn swords into plowshares and live at peace

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Scars

Scars worn long after

traumatic encounter’s pain

Predatory fears

both inside and out remain

Snow covered in life’s winter

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Humpty-Dumpty

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Interesting how our gods all fall to pieces
when crisis comes knocking at our door.
Life in disarray lies before us
with no way of putting it back together again.
Looking into the eyes of hopelessness
shocks us into reality.
Invincible has no definition in our world;
We all sit on the wall waiting to fall.
Interesting how our gods fall to the floor
When crisis comes knock knocking at our door.

Inspired by a poem I read by Paul Vincent Cannon – Birthed by Silence

Birthed By Silence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Sticks and Stones

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Sticks and Stones will break my bones
But names will never hurt me
Hogwash
Sticks and Stones will break my bones
And words will hurt me even more
Bones heal
Remembered from time to time
Words leave scars on the soul
Indelible marks
Never erased
Perhaps forgiven

Be careful what you say…

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Walls Closing In…

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Walls built with stones and mortar of memories
Locking tightly together each painful reality
Stacking // cementing them tightly in place
‘Till the soul is hidden without even a trace
Dungeon of doom condemning the soul
Cold place of solitude where no one can dwell
A roof on top to keep out the light
Beautiful on the outside but dark in the heart
Protected // guarded from any more pain
Windows boarded up to keep out the rain
Though years have gone by the walls still close in
Creating a chasm the soul cannot swim
A castle on the hill of life with walls strong and tall
No windows // no drawbridge // no one comes to call
A lifetime of memories too painful to tell
A soul locked in memories // a real living hell

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Fearing Dragons

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There was a time when people believed

Dragons roamed the earth…

Breathing fire and reeking havoc

Might they remember dinosaurs of a different era

Or Alligators lurking in swamps // waiting

Today we know the only fire breathing dragons

Are manmade for purposes of destruction

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Yet people still believe in dragons

Dragons of self-doubt // burning away success

Dragons of self-pity // feeling sorry for ones condition

Dragons of trauma // ghosts from the past

Fearful fire breathing dragons of the mind

The only person who can slay these dragons

Is YOU

 

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