Chaos

Drifting along the shore,
While momentary seems eternal
It's a huge space to be filled with
The blue, white and most un'colored'
Seems a marginal trade-off between
The rational,and the radical
A 'keep your head up' diaspora
March unarmed -
Yet most are not ,
Near the coastline
The war has been called up.
"Do not panic!"
"Stay clam!"
Our placards of courage and resilience
To children sleeping with backpacks
Of gunpowder,And tools that make future
A peaceful world as it seems to be.
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