Snowflakes and Missiles

something about snowflakes gently falling
amidst the hostile trajectory of air-to-surface missiles,
ballistic fingerprints of war mongers
unleashed on humanity to institute a barbaric empire.
 
something about snowflakes gently falling,
packing mounds like cotton shrouds,
soaking up blood of the dead,
a coolant delaying decay,
suspending disbelief for denial to ease this grief.
 
something about snowflakes gently falling
amidst the agony of bloated guts and privation,
for it soon warms, melts life-giving water;
​the people, the animals and larks returning, will drink. 

Photo Credit: Hasi Elmas from  Unsplash

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