Platitudes,
We are full of them.
The attempt to comfort
A loss too great to bear.
The attempt to justify
Actions unjustifiable,
Memories unbearable,
Pain unceasing.
Words unspoken
Which might have changed
The way things are
Hover in the air.
It's all terrible: the loss
Human sacrifice, suffering,
Sadness. And the Masters of War
keep their secret counsel.
