Poem

Axis Becalmed

And what is history but
Stones by boys on fathers’ 
Ponds, beyond the lily pads
Where sit the frogs of conscious
Evolution . . .

So wars evolve of themselves!
While fathers get lost in their
Competition, vengeance and 
Fictional futures of old 
Realities . . . 

Father God, for your sake, Please!
Awaken Sophia’s Heart’s
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At Siegen

At Siegen, a single Panzer halts Allied ammo convoy for 30 minutes

Speak English, soldier boy,
she said, your German is atrocious.
I want no compliments from you.
Some American shot my brother;
I haven’t heard from him for months.

I waved you over here
because I want an American son
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