Leaping Flames

First the war in Ukraine, then in Palestine, now in Iran. The old, brutal logic: the strong destroy the weak. And us? We watch. We don’t even count the dead anymore.

The world is burning – “leaping flames” spreading unstoppably like a wildfire.
Money is there. But it flows into battle tanks, not into opera houses, not into culture.
My “War Songs” seem meaningless to me.
Should one compose a new Tank Song instead?