vignette 2026-03-06

War in Iran


today as the sky turned light

     i awoke to another day in

my beloved country

     i rubbed the sleep 

from my eyes

     the dust of dreams

falling to the floor

     outside the dawn is

breaking

     but i can’t see the sky.

like trying to glimpse the

     future i desire from

behind the shadow

     of war, i can barely see the Sun

past the ashes

     all around me.

whoever started this war

     and whoever ends it

doesn’t really matter to me

     the moment my

brother was killed, i knew.

     we’ve all lost.

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