The landscape is painted white with the snow
all the foliage is hiding
waiting for warmer days
to be admired
once more

Once more
the world retires
but the fauna will stay
their food and their will subsiding
navigating a space where nothing grows
finding death, famine and men trading blows
blood stained snow from soldiers fighting

On countrymen were they
ordered to fire
once more
once more

Wrapped in barbed wire
pulled behind tanks to flay
skin from bone in painful dividing
their faces would never again be known
a violence beyond describing
this is the way they play

occupiers

Once more
once more
our times are dire
while we thrive in the fray
the world around us is ending
once more.