~ Non-Norse Poetry by me ~

Collateral

Father of four, overtime
in his office, often too late
for supper - tonight
he won´t make it
His room went up into smoke
just like that.

Half-world away, Umm Rashid
is swaddling her youngest
when the walls come down
She never noticed
how the shell hit.

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