poem meaning from chaos by Kinjal Koli https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s Made with magic en-us 2021-09-21 21:27:57 UTC 2025-12-24 23:22:23 UTC hello@padlet.com kinjalkoli https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s/wish/1758431582 the air hums with jets
the field lies bleeding
bones brittle as mouse-ribs
its black eyes two sparks burning
children dance in grass
wounding my land with stones]]> 2021-09-21 21:29:36 UTC https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s/wish/1758431582 kinjalkoli https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s/wish/1758432381 The air hums with jets
The sky is filled with metal birds
My children dance on grass oblivious to their doom
What did we do to deserve this death?
Is their greed our mistake?
My lush field now lies bleeding,
green turns to red.
]]> 2021-09-21 21:30:18 UTC https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s/wish/1758432381 kinjalkoli https://padlet.com/kinjalkoli/thau7a52c29zo69s/wish/1758479209 The air, it hums with jets
Humanity is hanging on by a thread;
A war has been declared,
one which has no winners.

My children dance on grass
oblivious to their doom
Their journey will soon be over from womb to tomb. 
What has become of their future? Is money worth a few million lives?

Bones brittle as mouse-ribs
This generation just took it's first steps
Do we cut them off in their cribs?
A war has been declared, 
one which has no winners. 

The sky is filled with metal birds
wounding my land with stones 
The rich sit comfortably on their thrones.
Will they ever get overthrown?

My children are now gone,
some claimed by Death and some by even worse, Breath. 
My lush field now lies bleeding,
green turns to red.


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