We begin the week by writing about: the civil war.
Non-capitalized in order to provide more freedom of interpretation. I'm obviously in a kind mood, so feel free to take advantage.
The sun was quite inconsistent today, which didn't encourage me to venture very far from home with my camera. Hopefully I'll get a cloudless morning or afternoon this week that allows for more exploration.
In the meantime: thankfully I didn't need to go very far in order to capture this family photo:
Any day now there will be a rather different family picture to share.
Mine:
In a room lit by candles,
With lightly scented air,
The elders speak in hushed tones
While pulling out their hair.
The war has turned against them,
Despite their well-laid plans.
They are desperate for a way
To save their well-loved lands.
As culture crumbles to dust
And manners are cast out,
They worry for our future,
Our survival is in doubt.
Their foes have strength in numbers
But their IQs are low.
Yet they seem so appealing
In that bleak cell phone glow.
The elders won't stop fighting
Against these cocky teens.
Though perhaps it would help them
If they knew what LOL means.
