They
picked blackberries
unhurriedly
as if nothing
were more pressing
than what
they were doing
at that moment
not their many hopes
and dreams
or
the flag covered coffins
containing
boys and girls
though
many more boys
than girls
whose loss
too many
could not imagine
when there was
still time
to stop
what
came to pass
which is why
I was relieved
to see the
quiet slow dancing
by the side
of the road
proof
sanity is possible.
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