Am I dreaming?
It must be
It can’t be real
It is so surreal

Dreams are not …
Nightmares are

Empty shells now –
Broken, hollow
devoid of form
once full of life

Littered streets
bodies everywhere
putrid smell
solace, nowhere

men’s cruelty,
boundless
proclivity to war,
timeless

is war the only answer?
dare I ask
Who are you?
Devil with a mask?

Why not talk?
Is talk for sissies?

Then I wake up
Excruciating headache
Dare I ask?
What is better – nightmare or headache?
Dare I ask?
Dare I ask?