Outside the Window Lived War

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And when they scampered to our doorstep, 

We begged for their safety,

not fierce enough

They were stripped from our care

In the seething night air

Screams detonated outside,

but we just watched-

just watched. Helpless.

Underneath the thick clouds of gray

Bloodshed became a daily occurrence

Camouflaged into a thousand

broken glass bottles, into 

broken glass bottles

Sheer shame overcame us when 

Peering out the window.

On the other side, bombs flew,

Explosions blasted, people died

People died outside.

Expired lives littered the ground 

Warm dark red splattered all around

But flowers still managed to grow

In the soil that caught dead bodies

Dead bodies.

Forgive us, we just stood there and watched.