So, a broken, one-sided peace
in the north so that the south
can suffer and those who care
not and care not to know praise
it, and say nothing of the homes
falling over people who survived
until now, of those barbarians
beyond the uniformed who declare
to the world they shall come
and steal the ruins entombing
ten thousand dead and more.
Let they be swept into the vast
sky and the sea, the barbarians,
let them be the same dust
they have grinded the innocent
to be, blowing off from the land
into the vast sea and the sky,
into the sediments of history
under the waves. Let there be
reckoning that makes them past,
a horror told only to misbehaving
children at the solemn memorials
to these bleak days. Fast time,
bring an end and a peace,
liberate the land and restore
the silenced names.
29.11.2024
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