All the men died,
or left
on fields of blood and to distant shores.
Heroes and angels
haunted newborn babies’ cries,
bruised women’s tender hearts,
left silent spaces unfilled and denied,
unshed tears, grieving bones, lost souls.
All the men died,
or left,
into the silence of self, feelings frozen,
women stayed,
bore daughters, disconnected,
and traumatised.
Daughters of fathers absent,
Struggled, hearts cold, detached,
Grieving and lost, stories of past in their bones.
Became strong.
All the men died,
or left.
Dedicated to the women, men, daughters and sons traumatised by Wars.