Random thoughts on children confronting war form the basis of this poem.
Beasts of No Nation by Michael Doyle In a parliament of owls It's easy to believe And to keep busy Certain only of the war Dancing now while We still can As children in our smile Life seems a picture show Where the young are just that And old men wish they were Finding junked treasure in imagination Television comes to rescue the nation For the price of a few coins Well spent they say If only for the prayers of hope Teaching draws life out Learning even, they say, more We do not know what to do Yet, we find our way to do Life has its unanswered questions (c) May 24, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
