As the Smoke Lifts

disillusionment gathers like an incoming storm with impending doom rainless clouds become the reigns of the thunderous rage toppling statues like trees along paved walks where peace one gathered flags now burn upon the grounds and those that fought to protect lie unearthed within the fury as headstones tumble like dominos downward common grounds become trampled battlegrounds now redrawn as the world looks onward through the haze of destruction awaiting the smoke to lift yet the storm rages on unscathed June 28, 2019 N-A rerun 9 Sponsored by John Hamilton Brian Strand new poetry contest 2 Contest judged 6/29,2020 (it's the only n/a I have from this time frame, I don't consider it political but if you do and care not to place it, I understand!)