Heartbreaking, this broken world. I wish someone would tell the orange one that war, too, is not always in other countries. When the skies fall here, as is inevitable, we hope it lands on him first, the draft dodger with the puffed up chest. Know that we here are always thinking of you there.
My heart breaks for all the violence in the world, much of it occasioned by the orange one.
Heartbreaking, this broken world. I wish someone would tell the orange one that war, too, is not always in other countries. When the skies fall here, as is inevitable, we hope it lands on him first, the draft dodger with the puffed up chest. Know that we here are always thinking of you there.
Heartbreaking haibun, Ain. If only that power could have been directed to defend Ukraine, so many lives would have been saved.
Yvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Two things hit me in this, the tender grief and the absolute insanity of it all. A poem that claws at my gut.