I saw the world laid before my feet
Like a school ground full of children playing
Gathered here and there- the parents watching
As if their own squabbles were not petty
And their own mistakes even more deadly
For in truth, delusion is reality
A war is playing, but with brutality
A voice asked me- when will it be enough?
How long until the senseless killing ends?
Written during spring 2007, after a bombing at a mosque.