Morning – Haiga – September 21, 2014

This haiga, which I put on this blog page today, is part of 30DOH (though I’ll write another lighter one for Through the Eye of Bastet) … is born from my former post of a photo I used for Silent Sunday last week.  Commenters suggested that it had the makings of a poem or a haiga  (so I wrote both) … it’s also a second answer to the Tale Weaver’s Prompt – which this week was based on a song by Metallica – One – which always affects me very deeply.

winds of war gather
fires are burning in their breasts
mothers weep at dawn

(c) G.s.k. ’14

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the newspaper’s glare
their front page banner
“the enemy marches
the bad men are killing
save our mighty nation
keep our life-style pure
god’s on our side
no one can stop us
people give your children
to the cause of peace”

… and the king was in his counting house
counting out his money …

(c) G.s.k. ’14