# War

**Published by:** [a forestbather in ukraine](https://paragraph.com/@starlingsson/)
**Published on:** 2022-10-13
**URL:** https://paragraph.com/@starlingsson/war

## Content

to stay alive empty your pockets empty your soul leave your locket behind and the name of the contact if you lose your heart, your stomach your mind when I arrived the trees along the riverside were bare of leaves and all was stark, and cold and I was alone many have come and gone even the leaves are dropping now and bombs and people and dreams, they left too, like the birds I don’t hear anymore no dreams, no fantasy, no hope only one certitude we will win we say in whispers, or to the morning coffee in our cups even with a grin, sometimes we will win as the morning shivers in and the callous explosions boom! boom! boom! again I know, I’m scared to leave like the last leaf, on the last tree standing scared to see again what was normal to stand waiting for a bus, or for breakfast or for the pedestrian crossing to turn green for here there are no laws none I never wait for a bus we drive at any speed we want fast, faster or even faster who among us has even a licence? to kill? you don’t need one to understand? forget it, son, forget while you can

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