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Sunday, October 28, 2012

War Zone

When the water's getting higher
And I don't mean just outside
You can't waste another moment
But you're standing in the muck
So deep, pulling at you
Strangest feeling, creeping over
Need to move
The feeling of time running out
Expiration dates
Limbs so heavy
Mind clouded
Where is the reality
That sets you free
Reach out a hand
Burned
Over and over
Don't you just keep going in
Again and again
Pasting the shards
And the torn pieces
Trying to find the picture
Always like a Picasso
Distorted but beautiful
Altered views
Shifting truths
What is this place you walk through?
Is reality within?
Or without?
Lost in a foreign land
For nowhere
Is home
Fully armored
But completely
Naked
Walking through a war zone
Seeking allies
An army of one
Just keep walking
Just keep walking

1 comment:

jackie dick said...

War is hell...always has been. You describe it well. Heartfelt..this could also be an internal war...well done!