The Enemy

 
 
 
Hiding from bombardments.
Thick, black water;
no thirst is worth this
indignity.
 
Running through rubble,
recently devolved
homes, commerce, community.
Extended families,
aunts and cousins,
good neighbors,
valued friends,
devolved to shattered corpses.
 
Wailing at a divisive wall in the name of
humanity, freedom.
Chaotic prophecies whisper,
imprint reign of Hell upon
modern Earth.
Policy statements fly
in protective formation:
“We can not give in to
the enemy.”
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