How Much Does It Take To Survive A War?

A soul or two

A parent or two

A neighbor or a few

Couple reshapes to make it through?

Then you’ll have the eyes to see

Behind the scenes;

Under the bombs’ cloud that swallowed the streets.

A kid still crying,

Another confused,

Looking for their mom

In the blood stew.

Because that was you, too.

You’ll see beyond the fancy chairs,

The suits and signatures.

There was a mom,

Who made the last meal,

Who packed the last lunch,

Tied her kid’s shoe.

Not knowing it was for the last time, too.

Her small kid turned orphan

Before they learn to chew.

A dad

Going home no groceries, face blue.

A whole family

In mourning

Or two

Because the favorite cousin

Died with the mom, too.

You get out of war

But does war get out of you?

Is it happening again,

Or just a plane that flew?