I own two dull smiling stones

Which I found just over a year apart

I say own but one cannot own a stone

Stones own stones that is pretty obvious

The larger of the stones has a recognisable face

Which seems to be frozen in an open horror

Whereas the smaller stone has a mangled face

Much damaged and more distressed

It has an erratic shape which differs greatly

From the elliptical calmness

Of the larger stone

Both are viciously silent

Which inhibits any explanation

About the distortion of their hollow faces

What horrors had they witnessed

During these other wars