many things to mind

thirteen days is a lot of time
between thoughts and pages
stuck together
with dried coffee spilled
thirteen days ago
he remembers being
in a similar spot
it was probably raining
and the country is fighting
in wars that won't soon end
no matter what they say
no matter how many die in the sand
of a foreign land thirteen days later
does anyone actually feel safer
deeper in thought who knows
if anyone is even thinking
thirteen days later the world
has gone mad some will sneak
through with pockets filled
with truth not beans
but will they be heard
by the fearful masses
who beg to be freed from their ignorance
thirteen days of silence
and bettering oneself
might prove more productive
means to allowing a peace to flourish
rather than the annoying rash
of decals window press ons
supporting what or whom
thirteen days bring
many things to mind...