I listen to the soft sounds of war 2011
There are times
I feel invisible
as an observer of events
participating only on the periphery.
But I am here
and I hear the noises of the night:
the weeping soldiers
the heavens crying softly
all those fast-moving overflowing streams
whether from monsoon
or from the eyes
of some lonely or frightened GIs…
I listen
to these soft sounds of war
smothering their dreams
Guadalupe J. Mier
“Not yet Free”