AFTERMATH OF WAR
An amphitheater has been cleared out
Fans have switched off their monitors while
Thousands of dead bodies are burning in the mobile crematories
Elated viewers, are you hungry for more?
Reality may be perceived as an “okay” one until we realize:
We are committing a treason, against ourselves
My grandfather died during the first Chechen war in the mountains of Ichkeria. He was 90. An
Ample time for reflection, then.. on his deathbed, and earlier, during WWII, when he was exiled to the Kazakh steppes..
Time does its job, so do the investigative officers
Horror in the child’s eyes:
One moment she was with her mother, a
Fraction of a second later, she is alone in the world
War, any war, leaves us with a never-ending
Aftermath…
Raw, shameful, nauseating residue.