Donna
Autorin
A high- pitched sizzle-whistle cuts through the charred sickened night.
Billowing acrid smoke burns lungs, pulls flesh tight.
Speeding death missiles deployed to extinguish many a Soul's light.
They detonate in two places.
In the sovereign County of Ukraine and in my heart.
How can I help, where do I start?
Devastating, what this erases.
Clear across the World, the bombastic boom thuds and shoves the wind out of me.
I see how sheer terror sketches ashen faces as they flee.
Children, innocence yanked, cry fear- tears.
Families embrace, part ways not knowing if they'll ever have together years.
A shard lodges deep within; pierces that fragile place.
I want to race to save the World from its wicked way.
Shield and protect; force Serenity in each day.
On my knees begging God please
"War no more!"
As the afflicted struggle to rise, a ray of Hope shines on the floor.
Picking this up and sending my Love with a roar.
May Peace roam and resume in every corridor and through each door.
©Donna H.
March 3, 2022
Billowing acrid smoke burns lungs, pulls flesh tight.
Speeding death missiles deployed to extinguish many a Soul's light.
They detonate in two places.
In the sovereign County of Ukraine and in my heart.
How can I help, where do I start?
Devastating, what this erases.
Clear across the World, the bombastic boom thuds and shoves the wind out of me.
I see how sheer terror sketches ashen faces as they flee.
Children, innocence yanked, cry fear- tears.
Families embrace, part ways not knowing if they'll ever have together years.
A shard lodges deep within; pierces that fragile place.
I want to race to save the World from its wicked way.
Shield and protect; force Serenity in each day.
On my knees begging God please
"War no more!"
As the afflicted struggle to rise, a ray of Hope shines on the floor.
Picking this up and sending my Love with a roar.
May Peace roam and resume in every corridor and through each door.
©Donna H.
March 3, 2022