Wars don't end. Every bullet leaves an exit wound.
Lives stop, dreams collapse, futures implode.
“But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows, must surge within your heart — My spirit rebels — I’ve lost the will to live, to take my stand in the world of men.”
~ Homer, The Iliad
Something Grabbed Him
By Gregory Robert Samuels
And then something happened from within
Something grabbed him
Grabbed him by the throat
He began to choke
He fought in frenzy, fighting for his life
He thought it was over, he thought of his wife
He thought death was knocking on his door
Death was close, as it had been so many times before
It can’t be, he began to scream
‘Wake up’ said his wife, ‘it’s only a dream.’
By Gregory Robert Samuels
And then something happened from within
Something grabbed him
Grabbed him by the throat
He began to choke
He fought in frenzy, fighting for his life
He thought it was over, he thought of his wife
He thought death was knocking on his door
Death was close, as it had been so many times before
It can’t be, he began to scream
‘Wake up’ said his wife, ‘it’s only a dream.’
