 | It's like life is this big fast river and something you don't even understand reaches down and plucks your love one right out of the stream. Suddenly for an entire family everything stops and there is confusion and then it seem like everything swirls on beyond the family and slowly, ever so slowly for some, one by one the family moves back into the current of the river pausing now and again to look back at the violence and some how moving on they begin to join the speed of the river, pausing even to years later contemplating the violence and the moment somehow lives within them stopped for all time. Like a coldness deep within, frozen, with your own life warm all around it... with it's own deafening silence feeding the crystalline, hurtful craziness of the inner and outer tension. The American Patriot Poet, Steven Vincent Benet' in his book, John Browns Body, wrote, "War is a hungry mouth, that just keeps eatin and eatin and eatin." |
