Choreography of Shadows

Mix of lucid dark & intoxicating white,

     Shadows are lost under a wide open sky filled with drones hiding behind clouds, a beautiful air of disguise for a deadly time too long uncalm, gift of the gods are the silhouettes of silently falling bombs, Genetic make up of children distorted in the aftermath of napalm, a prelude to nuclear, Victims of a crime of treachery attempting to reconfigure the war machine to achieve annihilation of another's future, This is today... Welcome.

In earnest anticipation of,
VoT