[inspired by Kingdom of Heaven and jaded by everyday's news]
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Dust and sand and wind
but no water
Dust and sand and wind
but no green
Dust and sand and wind
but no flower
when the war started.
When eager to cross swords
both spat insulting words
the dust did not stop
to cover every inch
the sand did not move
but made them flinch
the wind never died down
the earth lay bare and brown.
And no water arose from the rocks
and no green covered the hills
and no flower blossomed
when all was smeared
with red disgrace.
When all was smeared
- hand, hair and face -
with the red of fratricide
the red of a killing case
red unwise
in-colour
off-colour
palliation
for
repeating
dissolution
