How come this night is so calm?
Posted on: March 17, 2023
I slept the sleep of the caves tonight.
Inconsequential and soft dreams were forgotten by the morning.
It was a “dreamless night”.
The morning news were anything but quiet:
Fighter jets and drones bombed villages
Rockets buried entire families.
Many blew themselves in crowded marketplaces, kids’ schools, restaurants.
It was a “dreamless night”
Yet, last night was pretty loud:
Thunder claps, wind rattling doors and windows,
Sleet rocked roofs, millions of tin roofs
Millions of shacks and refugee tents.
It was a dreamless night
Dogs, wolves, jackals barked and howled
Rats squealed
Millions of insects and animals were devoured
A million procreated to cover up the loss
In the struggle of survival among the livings.
It was a dreamless night
A few feet from ear shot
Hundreds of prisoners were tortured
Kicked, slapped, boxed, drowned, burned
Suffocated, drenched in freezing water
Screams we opted to shut off
From our hard ears, minds and hearts.
The horror of silent nights:
In waiting, the silence of the coming horror
Persistent and violent knocks on your door:
Your house is burning
Your neighbour was shot dead
The enemy invested your town
Dozens are being rounded up
Don’t take anything. Run for your life.
No, last night was not that calm:
New-borns were crying their heart out
Babies freezing to death
Kids dying of famine
Sick people kept moaning
Hundreds died in car accidents, handicapped
Airplanes disintegrated in the sky
Passenger ferries and ship sank.
And how come tonight is calm?
I was in bed and could Not sleep.
The bed “shook” softly and slowly for 5 seconds.
The morning news were Not that calm:
Two huge earthquakes devastated a vast region northward.
Thousands of homes and buildings crumbled to the ground.
Thousands upon thousands were buried under the rubbles
The injured and handicapped were Not accounted for in public.
Thousands of children are in a state of shock.:
Unable to speak or eat.
Millions fled and were transferred to makeshift tents
Living in terrible cold nights and days
And waiting for rescue to arrive:
Little “Rescue” took an eternity to show up.
Tomorrow night and the nights after
Will be louder and leaden with nightmarish dreams.
Tomorrow is another day.
Violent and brutal horror stories for survival
Among the livings.
Good night all.
Adonis Diaries 
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