drifting toward the omega
there is silence in the streets
a serene silence
an incomprehensible silence
there are children drifting
in the streets
war-torn children
holding hands and drifting
toward an unknown destination
the fear in their eyes
no longer exists
has been replaced
by a kind of nothingness
this world has ever seen
there are no communications
of any kind
no devices capable of
broadcasting
the deafening silence
and as far as the children
are concerned
they have collectively discerned
peace should never
be made in such ways
june two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
An important and moving piece. Thank you!
Thank you for taking the time to comment on this piece, Kate, I am most grateful.
Alas, even peace has a price that is too high to pay.
I sure hope it doesn’t come down to that, but yes, perhaps.
wow.
thank you, margaret
Poignantly beautiful!
Thank you, Sofia, I’m happy you think so!