War and peace

I don’t know 

Which arrow of words and gestures

Will pierce through your armour

Move us to surrender

 

All is unfair in war

 

Of course

No shedding of blood here

Confrontation is an overstatement 

Perhaps the odd flashes of

Aggression in the eyes

Mostly quiet tears

 

We both stand our ground

Waiting for the other to move

No hope of reinforcement in sight 

This is a war of two 

 

Don’t you see

Shouting from the front line 

Indifference is our common enemy 

 

Don’t you see 

Silence is not a peace treaty

◄ Reaching out

Park bench contemplation ►

Comments

No comments posted yet.

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message