Jolting torrents of steel rip through paper metal
Twisted, mangled and falling, diving with furious force
I leapt from the side opening clear, freeing myself
Into captivity and life's strange bitter abyss
Missing, gravely absent from that place but living
Existing among shadows and enemies in cages and treetops
Fear dominating my thoughts, actions and senses
Trust is not even a word anymore
Ceaseless time moving on invisible wheels
Strangled and choked out by death declared
Though I still live and breathe and drink honeysuckle
Days pass one by one, we smoke pipes and talk of war
Bombing raids came and stopped, time stood still
The air tastes different forty years later
Old age has settled, winter's white calm is thick
I try to make sense but to be forgotten is senseless
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I try to make sense, good write, thanks. go on writing. I invite you to read my poems and comment.