“How oblivious I am about politics and the wars that go on in the world, but how it affects me and how I feel it metaphorically. “
I’m so oblivious about politics.
“I have no idea what kind of wars are going around in the world.”
I do not know what USA is preparing for.
I only realize it when it affects me, such as, when the gas and oil prices went up, because we are dependent on Russia.
Somewhere along the lines things went wrong, Russia started attacking Ukraine to take order over it. Russia has stripped us away from its gas and oil recourse because of conflict.
USA now feels threatened. For so many reasons, that I do not pay attention to. I do no research or listen.
I only pick up bits and pieces of what I hear.
I am a barber who works as a USA base in Germany. A barber shop that is usually not so busy is suddenly packed and slammed. The line is going out the door. I meet so many new faces, which have been shipped to Spangdahlem to be ready for war, incase Russia steps out of line. I hear China has been testing out some weapons as well.
I have no idea what’s going on in the world.
Most of the people who are TDY work on planes, the people that have been sent, who were planning to stay only for a month has now been extended for six months.
I have no idea what’s going on in the world.
I ask the man, whom I am cutting his hair, do you know what has been going on with Russia lately? Have you been listening to the news?
Nah, what difference does it make? What happens, happens. It’s going to happen either way.
Some of the unfamiliar faces I’ve met have brought light to my work.
My life has been enriched with your conversations as we pass by time in this life.
I go to sleep, with the same feeling that lingers from work. Slammed, busy, stress, I feel the movement that’s going on in the world…in the way the government is moving it.
People from Spangdahlem are moving to Romania.
We stay connected through the phone.
The barber shop is still busy, some people that have been sent are leaving and being replaced.
I go to sleep, and I dream of a dark place.
It’s a mess in my dream everything is destroyed, I’m planning to catch a bus so I can meet with my husband.
My husband is going to pick me up and sneak me on a base.
The streets are dangerous, this place has been bombed, everyone is desperate.
People are asking me for help.
I am in a truck with my husband, he’s reaching a gate, where I am hidden out of site.
I can feel the stress, the total seriousness, the darkness lingering in the air.
And I wake up with my heart pounding.
I still have a roof over my head.
I wonder what is to come to the future.
I feel the movement of the world.
I see the government playing chess.
I have no idea what’s going on in this world.
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