The sweep of this
Is beyond our ability
To measure
We are not capable
Of encapsulating
The full meaning...
Of what we are about to encounter...
Of the concepts
That define
How we think things will be
Just as the world of 1939
Could not conceive
Of the holocaust to come
Just as those living in 1939
Could not conceive
Of their own imminent deaths
We cannot know
Where the present
Drumbeat
Will lead
And yet
Somewhere...
In the gray mist of unknowing
Within the small spaces
Between our concepts
There is a hint of knowledge...
About...
What is to come
Violence
Loss
And sadness?
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