War

I’m at War

With my foolish  self

A war I’ve created

An abomination

Mind searches for absolute truth,

For All I feared has come upon me

All I’ve loved has long left me

A nuclear explosion within

Fancy a spectrum  of grays

Radiating into nonsensical actions

The chemistry over your intellectual psyche

Body emits radioactive fumes from

Decades of atomic words

Spilling  ashes on memory

Nostalgia bombs perimeters

I let go of bulletproof vest

As torpedo points at chest

Attempting to blast an empty core

I stand firm

 Battalion of men grenade my empire

Roaring  “There shall be War”

But,

You cannot annhilate the ruined

Nor what you cannot understand

It’s a clash of ruptured souls

The damned and the  fearless

It’s a War on war thing

© Viviana Plasman