Loss
Everyday is the same
There is no rush.
To go over the dead,
Classify them:
Military, guerrilla
Paramilitaries,
Civilians, elderly, children
The faces become distorted
Before the ritual of death.
Desolation,
Impotence,
Nothing abnormal.
It is war,
The missiles playing the leading role in lives;
The moan is constant,
The weeping eternal,
Death is the future.