Sunday, January 4, 2015

The Great War

















I lost a great deal in that war,
we all did,
we lost friends and
neighbors,
homes and wealth,
family members,
possessions,
we lost everything,
yet because we lived
we lost nothing,
I sometimes wonder
who the lucky
ones were;
those who perished, or
those who survived;
no one could say
how it began,
like most wars it had
no beginning or end,
it simply came and
went,
like measles,
or smallpox,
or the flu,
when it was over
those who were left,
simply picked up the pieces
and started over\
again;
there was very little choice
otherwise;
they said it was the war
to end all wars,
just like all the wars
before it,
no one really cared one
way or the other,
the time for caring
had long since come
and gone,
now there was simply
living or dying,
breathing or not breathing,
seeing or not seeing,
surviving or perishing;
a world of our own creation,
a nightmare of our own doing.
.

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