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Sunflowers and Clear Skies
The eyes of the father drops
both love and goodbye --
Left with a searing choice
between chains or his demise
The busy buzz of metal bees
blends red with the sunflowers --
equally laid with the clear skies
that tug his hands to pick up his son
-- or pick up a gun and fight.
Vivid imagery
I hope he picks up his son in the sequel.
Some did. Some decided to
Some did. Some decided to fight.
Tragic times. Our eternal
Tragic times. Our eternal way.