Nomi Shira

I stare at this sight and wonder,

How, how can a world be so peaceful when there is a war going on –

A picturesque panorama.

It is almost as though it is a traitor,

Or perhaps it is a comfort.

I know there is a war down in Gaza, a bloody war where blood may be being spilled –

So how, how can there be such a beautiful sunset.

As bodies twist and fall, their outline black across a multicolored sky…

As the ugliest metal of man’s inventions pervade the streets, the multicolored sunset their background…

Nature is betraying us,

Mocking us,

…perhaps it is comforting us.