Conflict

It isn’t a stuttering
Rattle of gunfire,
It isn’t the sound of
A stampede, hooves flying
Towards the foe.
No.
It’s the sound of raised
Voices, tempers fraying
And exploding. Wounds deeper
Than sight, cracks in a heart.
Conflict isn’t about what
You can see, it’s about what
You can’t.

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