Mothers and Wars
Bang,
Bang,
And Bang
Head moved
At once removed
From prayer
To stare
A brush
To push
No hush
Or rush
Stealing silence
With her defiance
In a church
To lurch
First annoyance
Maybe penance
Bang,
Bang,
And bang,
No longer bowed
And cowed
Not kneeling
Sitting
Watching
A lady
Clean
Beam
Headphones on
Her face shone
Head moving
Body grooving
Brush
Push
Side to side
Banging pews
Bright hues
Pink hat
Red hair sat
Refugee
Absentee
From war
Fled to this shore
In Thomastown
A place of no renown
Sanctuary
From obituary
After obituary
After obituary
Half a million souls
These heavy tolls
Rivers of blood
For what good
So Putin can reign
In Ukraine,
Bang,
Bang,
And bang,
Sons
With guns
Soldier daughters
Brought to slaughter
Drones
To bones
Evil sneers
Mammy’s tears
Bang.
Bang,
And bang,
Her phone rings
Brush dropped
Eyes popped
Stumble
Rumble
Phone
Found
Mother Ukraine
Runs out into rain
To listen to pain
Driven Insane
Love
For sons
For daughters
For husband
For family
For friends
Millions destroyed
But he enjoyed
Their suffering deployed
To sate his evil
For a nation’s upheaval
Church door slowly swings
Heavy heart she brings
Mother Ukraine
Clearly in pain
Slowly walks
Finished her talk
Sits on pew
Her heart shot through
Silence
Remains her chains
Dear God
Your house
Your rules
Cannot forgive
But you let him live
Help understand
Some scheme that’s grand
With that she stands
Picks up her brush
To push
Bang,
Bang,
And bang.


It’s a painful and true statement about their worlds wars
Very interesting format and incredible work!!!!