Torn

September 3, 2012 at 9:23 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , )

War comes suddenly.
Whilst I was sleeping
bitterness bit again
night terrors snapping them
from beleaguered slumber.

Is it like this every time?
Whilst I was eating
plagued and fragile
with fraught reason
they struggled to dress.

Not to worry we are ready.
Whilst I was driving
abandoning reflection
they ran from their homes
crying in early light.

About how far will we run?
Whilst I was working
they hid in dusty ditches
few belongings spilling
clinging to their children.

Heroes were everywhere.
I am curled around you
we are at home tonight
safe and sound we will not
see madness in the dark.

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