The difficulty to bear witness, the silence
How war shapes the mind, in the aftermath, mowed down
Elegant to learn the art, the knowledge of change
Decisions were made, to stay in Europe, sixth sense
Incense furiously burns beneath the surface, sleeps
Forget how things work, how people become, thoughts drown
Forget conditions, how intuitions grow strange
Ideology, the patterns for a platform
Calculus reasons about small pebbles, thought leaps
Understanding hides beneath the service, suffer
Lifelong banishment, the others who know too much
Transcend each moment, encounter a shift, buffer
Yet another mind from the facts of such and such
Touch a small pebble, skims over the lake, bees swarm
Overt acts of war, Chamberlain seeks appeasement
Beneath the surface, dissent grasps complacency
Each moment to bear witness in silence, God knows
As to why people act the way they do, easement
Relaxes the laws, reduces the unpleasant
Windows to the past, shadows in their nascency
Intuitions sleep furiously as time grows
Tranquility shifts, the Buddha in each moment
Notices trauma, sorrow, suffering peasant
Each moment to bear witness, to see the unseen
Sorrow comes with much suffering, the silence burns
Silently, incense wafts sweetly, the truth to glean
Touch the small pebble again, only then time learns
How people survive the worst conditions, foment
Each moment to bear witness, to stir up the pot
Silence divides by experiences untold
In unspoken words, the horror remains hidden
Lest we understand, the terror, witness each shot
Each moment, eyes see, ears hear, noses smell incense
No defense, to know, explain how events unfold
Certainty grows dim with memories forbidden
Each moment, silence, as an end to the suspense
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