Poem: be careful (DMZ)

[Header Photo by Антон Дмитриев on Unsplash]

There is only dance music in times of war

“100 Horses,” Geese


be careful
what you allow Them
to call War

Casualties
Collateral Damage
The Enemy

someone should take your hand darling
whisper softly in your ear

there is no DMZ
be careful
what you allow


those bullets are for us
those bullets are for everyone

there are landmines all around
the placement indiscriminate
the destruction is on purpose

and this callousness
is never ending
never ending

there is no DMZ
be careful
what you allow


—P.L. Thomas