Unquiet on the Eastern Front, the antagonists
barricaded opposite the once-sedate village
bordering on the city the aggressor-invader
plans to seize. Servicemen on both sides dug into
their trenches, the regular ill-trained military
and the hastily trained civilians who defend their
nation's sovereign territory. They who have seen
acclaimed film documentaries of the travesty of war
brutalizing the fearful psyches of young men
tasked to battle, to view their opponents as the
enemy. In truth the enemy of greater numbers
in both men and artillery spurred to action
the defenders stirred to defence of home
hearth and family now know intimately
the hollow shell of emotions as endless rockets
explode their lines while they wait to die as did
their companions in battle while others are
felled in deep psychosis, minds wounded
for a lifetime of anguish mourning the end of
family. Dead, all, in strikes aimed unerringly
toward civilian enclaves for their tormentor
sneers at the niceties of civilizational mores
intruding in the province of barbaric invasion.
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