War. children of war

Geese Fly


It is cold today and quiet, the sun will rise soon.

The day will begin; without notice of   

the freedom we feel, when we watch the geese.

The quietness we will feel, when we stand alone.  

The sky is still blue for us, but not for all in the world.

CMM. 2023

Shaded Moon


I plant flowers,
Lavender, under
A pink moon.
I see babies,
Crying lifeless,
Under faded moon.
The water sprinkles
Into the fertile
Soil of promise.
While red rivers
Run just below
The still cradles.
A paradox lives,
I see the lavender,
They bury innocence.
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