though the earth never stops quaking
streetlamps shining
casting eerie shadows
before the dead of dawn
crows waking sparrows
the former curiously trailing
one thousand feet
marching on city streets
some say even though
the earth never stops quaking
the fog of war will one day
dissipate unto itself
giving way to a certain
kind of incomparable light
like an everlasting sunrise
january two thousand twenty
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“the fog of war will one day”. I was raised with Vietnam and now my children, my grandchildren know the fog of war near. I tell me. Pay attention, if you don’t. War will find you. A powerful and honest poem shared my friend.
Thanks so much for sharing your words of wisdom, John.