I Do Not Want To Read Of War ©2022 Louise Gallagher I do not want to read of war I do not want to hear the stories look at the photos watch the videos see the bodies lying in the streets the animals left behind and killed the homes destroyed the buildings demolished I do not want to know of its power to desecrate diminish and destroy Dreams. Hope. Life. I do not want to look away. To look away is to deny the horror of what is happening to people just like me who live and work and love and play who walk their dogs and hold the hands of the ones they love and caress the faces of their children and grandchildren who go to work and drive to the grocery store or walk to their favourite coffee shop to spend an hour or two visiting with friends. I do not want to cry for the fathers, sons and daughters who put down the tools of their trades, their studies and their work to don battle dress and guns. I do not want to weep for the children and their mothers and the elderly and disabled with whom they huddle in bomb-shelters and barns and basements waiting for release waiting for a time when bombs do not desecrate diminish and destroy Dreams. Hope. Life. But I must look and see and bear witness I must acknowledge what is happening so that I can hold this hurting world in arms and words and thoughts that do not desecrate diminish or destroy Dreams. Hope. Life. So that perhaps, one day, the children and their mothers the grandparents and disabled, the fathers, sons and daughters can return home to rebuild their lives in peace.