another day, another show

there's a shoe

over there.

a leg.

an arm. there's someone

in the window

crouching low.

in the distance

the blast of a bomb.

the chirping

of bullets.

as tanks and trucks,

growl

and roll.

there's men

in the mud. 

babies  crying.

everything one owns

in tow.

another day.

another show.