[ORIGINAL POEM] The sound

This is an anti-war poem I wrote during the height of the Yugoslav Wars in the 1990's, but it's as relevant these days, unfortunately.

                 imagine

                 if everyone simultaneously

                                  would awaken:

                 what would then 

               the    sound

                        of millions of spears

                        millions of shields

                        millions of chains

               be     like

                   as they fall to the ground?