Home of War
I stumble upon the shattered road
The cries of war engulf me
Debris, dust, smoke… where is our home?
Piercing gun shots resonate near me
I resume... too entranced to turn away
Children cry and sob for their lost mothers
Women mourn for their vanished lovers
But I... I yearn for my home
Destruction
Ruination
Wreckage
Pain, sorrow, despair suffuses the air
Blood gathers in dispersing pools
I gaze upon my reflection in the deep murky redness
Tears stream down my disheveled face
Fear envelops me
Where is my home?
A fallen tree lay vulnerably on the devastated earth
I urge it to rise
To never surrender
To muster the lingering strength
And walk alongside me
To be my companion
To help me find my home
But it stays
Remains
Fallen
Crippled
Broken
I withdraw
Continuing
Staggering
Searching
For sense in all this confusion
For light in all the darkness
For pleasure in all the despair
For home in a civil war
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