We Lived Happily During the War

And when they bombed other people’s houses, we
 
protested
but not enough, we opposed them but not
 
enough. I was
in my bed, around my bed America
 
was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house.
 
I took a chair outside and watched the sun.
 
In the sixth month
of a disastrous reign in the house of money
 
in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money,
our great country of money, we (forgive us)
 
lived happily during the war.

"We Lived Happily During the War" from the Poetry International website. Copyright © 2013 by Ilya Kaminsky.  Reprinted by permission of Ilya Kaminsky.
 
Source: Poetry International 2013 (Poetry International website, 2013)