Cake Bombs

Men with chests and muscles set on trail war had ripened, enemies were to be harvested they filed along narrow path a path that could transform all into charcoal Bombs were thrown, bullets fired enemies sited took cover surprise, enigma emerged mixed with confusion each bomb thrown exploded into cakes bullets fired scattered sweets, not death Tear-gas canisters transformed into milk-cans children, women enjoyed music of blasts and collected cakes, sweets, milk bottles in joy Invading army halted action in confusion “Magic, magic, witchcraft”, they shouted “Never have we seen this miracle of war” foolish, startled and lost they were Another trial they made with little success cakes, sweets, milk, cakes, sweets, milk no causalities, no prisoners of war all who appeared were innocent children, women persons fond of cakes, sweets, milk! Embarrassed, defeated, fooled invading soldiers joined the joyful they celebrated, danced, sang love songs and all prayed, “It should be like this every day”