To Win a War
To win a war,
we lose
ourselves.
We sacrifice
our husbands,
wives, children,
parents for the sake
of a better
tomorrow.
We lose Portia's partner,
the one who could
coax a flame out of fabric,
the one who made a mockingjay appear
in a dress.
We lose Annie's husband,
the one who was brave,
who held up through two Games,
who was survived Snow's torture.
We lose Katniss's sister,
the one who was always the kindest,
who helped the starving, the wounded,
the girl blown apart by parachutes.
To win a war:
It costs everything you are.
