by L. Dinkens Stewart

Created on: October 02, 2009

UNASKED QUESTION

After so much time spent at war

With one another, our neighbors,

With our enemies, our sisters,

Our brothers, our mothers,

Strangers with no names,

People with no faces;

After so much hatred has

Devoured our synonymous veins,

Thickened our hearts,

Stiffened our synapse,

Sullied our dreams,

Haunted our perceptions,

Our reasons,

Our excuses;

After the tears have etched age

Into our cheeks

And dried into deep,

Long lines of sorrow,

We question.

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