She returns to what was once her home
now a shadow of how it used to be 
A scene of war ravaged destruction 
devastating and traumatic to see

She steps over once prized possessions
which now lay broken and scattered around
Doors which have been ripped from their hinges 
now lie strewn haphazardly on the ground

Besides the shattered, blown out windows 
and surrounded by internal debris
A dusty, yet pristine white piano
stands solid, upright and blemish free  

She sweeps away the fragments of dirt
takes a seat on the stool and starts to play 
For a moment she escapes this world 
as the music carries her far away

We witness these emotional scenes 
which beg the questions, what is it all for? 
Could there be anything more senseless 
than this vile, ruthless, despicable war?