
I was in a middle of a war,
Shouting,
Banging,
Screaming,
Yelling.
I had nowhere to rest
I had to heal wounded soldiers of both sides.
Then suddenly everything broke into silence
Not a bird chirping,
Not a bang,
Not a scream,
Not a yell,
Not a shout,
Not even the wind blowing.
Everything was dead.
F.Maia 1969

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