What does the war in Iraq look like now? |
I have the future in mind. I talk to the prophets at night, melting into the guitar music hanging on to every white streak across the sky that could be a jet's. How many white nicks in my fingernails are there? Do I lie? Do you fear me, asking for answers to the most difficult questions in the world? Let's calypso into the midnight's motion, hoarding the late pen's notes dreaming of the eternal side of surviving losses. When the wind takes on a strange breeze, when the fans of political stylettos analyze the facts of loss in their wallpapered handsome office rooms of business in so many skyscrapers, eyes glued to the methods of solving war, reaching out to resist the sad acts of destruction with measures of waiting for the right time to see the light out of a foggy distance, then yes there is a need for making giant leaps to overtake the madness in the torn apart world of war. And, yes we must protect the innocent at all cost. I speak of my small space in a mirrored vacuum of sad confusion. I am frightened of voicing an opinion and forcing the issue, but for me to write about war without a trace of mixed emotions would not be me. I have hated other wars, clamouring in political circles amongst city folk. It is my own business. Days of sweet remorse, for loving the kind of life that enriches the mind a little too much, makes me graze over faces of fragile existences, those unsure of how a fighting man accepts the journeys of men and women who do not want to be there, instead holding guns motioned for the right time to kill, and yes so very important for a hero's score to follow, letting us know that there can be no other way, and that "they will be there for the duration". Somehow, there is a child shivering in the windstorm in a deserted dirt alley, stepping under an alcove to get out of the rain, knowing not what he will do next. Won't the artist I know, please paint his free strokes of sad blue shades of expression for a world of those that share sympathies over losses? |