Urgje
© Willem Grift
© Dirk Engelage
The fields of war,
where smoke and dust
don't yet reveal
the ruins
and the bodies
of the dead,
the old, the very young
and in between
just lying
where they fell
or were shot down
as silent witnesses
of human cruelty,
disinterest and hate
of worlds fallen apart
of lost humanity
I can but look,
aghast, despair