War

War, a fairy and dreaded guest Visits hosts with clenched iron fist Red eyes to observe extended family And deaf ears to hear songs of tears On his back he carries hoe and spade To prepare new homes for his hosts Dogs with him to scatter feast-bones Cameramen to decode and deny events When war relaxes on visitor’s seat Women, children begin to count stars Plants start to enjoy their floral rights Brutality of the hoe, cutlass vanishes War, the vicious and carefree visitor Stings with venom of no known cure