Day 271

Do they think they have destroyed us?
They have not destroyed us.
We are sitting with friends
watching a soccer match
on the one charged laptop.
We are inventing a game with stones,
torn pieces of curtains, broken
glass:  with what has been
bombed, ripped open, blown
upside down.  We are jumping
from one fallen slab of concrete
to another:  this
was from your house, this
was from mine.  We are scattering
seeds from seed pods
on the dusty earth
and waiting to see what grows.
We are counting the hours,
the days, until we can know
what fruit or flower they will bear.