SOUNDS of war pierce a cloudless night

Flashes of magenta and lime green paint the walls. A whimsical dance of light and shadow. All around, the incessant clamor of rocket bursts shatter the stillness of night. Shockwaves ripple down the amberlit road, tempting alarms to compete in this cacophonous display. Off in the distance a faint rumbling murmurs as usual and at its usual time, but tonight with particular enthusiasm. It is a night for celebration, but there is none in my heart. Why so downcast, oh my soul? My hope and sustenance is in God. Why so anxious, oh my soul? Why so perplexed? Where is your faith? Your perseverance? Your fortitude? Has God shown you nothing these three decades?