The Pain Of War Breaks Out Unexpectedly Poem by A Silent Observer

The pain of war breaks out unexpectedly -
Through weeping at night,
Through sudden tears when looking at blooming flowers
Or hearing a sentimental song.
The pain that is multiplied by forbidden and forgotten tears of the past.
The pain that cannot be expressed and explained through words
Because it is woven into the suffering of living beings on Earth.
Perhaps, there is a meaning to feeling this pain?
To remember the value of love,
To put its force against the force of violence.
To later write books, poems and make movies for future generations who will anyway forget.
No, there is no meaning in pain, but there is an opportunity to show how it is to be Human.