A letter to my enemy

by January 25, 2012 0 comments

I write this
with an open hand
I have learned
that the death
of your children
will not keep
my children safe

Fire will birth more fire
an eye for an eye
will leave us
old stumbling
blind men
childless
amongst
the dust devils
dry

But if I bring you bread
Will you give me water?

editors note:

Why starve? Proud resolve requires neither. – mh

Leave a Reply