The cursor curses the wait

thru the blinks it sniffs
something is amiss

it can't though surmise the cause
of the pause
but guesses the abyss

elusive shapes and shadows
a void that grows
the lost surge

the jumble in the head
the missing thread
the moribund urge.

There's so much to right
and nothing to write.

The distant, haunting trumpet sound
Peace came just like a dove
The fading of darkened clouds
Rescuing souls from war and blood.

No more we hear the country's call
We are heading home to those we love
No more we see our comrades fall
A welcomed hope from heaven above.

Those scars will never leave our minds
Here to stay and leaving their mark
Wounds they say will heal in time
How do we begin? Where do we start?

Very soon we'll be heading home
Away from those killing fields
To all our families and those we love
With beer, wine and home made meals.

The future will be much brighter
The past will stay in the past
No more fear of guns and the wounded
Just happy days will be here at last.

So let's march along with that trumpet sound
And let's salute to that peaceful dove
Say farewell to where wars abound
Let's celebrate a world of love.

Life is a gamble
With stakes always high
No room for the faint at heart
So play your cards right

Keep an eye on the dealer
To a tee to a fault
He's the one who's the keeper
Win, lose or draw

Over time you will find
Life is not that kind
With a flip of the wrist
With a roll of the dice

If you're still around
Long after last call
Count yourself lucky
Win, lose or draw

Take a spin on the wheel
Landing red or black
Double or nothing here's the deal
There's no turning back

It might keep you up at nights
Invade all your thoughts
With the feeling something ain't right
Win, lose or draw