Poetry – Trauma

Trauma

Penetrating brains

                Tiny tendrils

                                Of invisible roots.

Establishing a network

                Of fear

                                To be set in concrete;

A mesh of terror

                Frozen

                                Into circuitry

A compacted image

                Of horror

                                That can never go away.

Every explosion,

                Every death,

                                Every word,

                                                Spurt of blood,

An electric shock

                Searing minds

                                Forever.

Opher – 3.3.2022

Another generation traumatised by war. Images, thoughts and sounds locked inside minds, surfacing as vividly as in the instant they were formed.

War, the destroyer of sanity.

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