War


War

The flowers shiver in the summer breeze
Fields full waving on the mountain
The village girls dance
Men with guns wait near the snow-capped peaks
What will the new year bring?
More planes?
More death?
More victory?
Onward they plod
Along gravel paths
Winding
Village to village
You cook
Ten thousand men
No one makes anything better with the rations than you
But when you get home
You will have lost your confidence
I too lost my confidence
I just learned to live in a different box

Joanna Bennett

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