The Haunting of War
Sky_Emmons July 1st, 2009
The water is still
The photo
Black and white
Stories told
Of men
Who have died
Knots braided
Dreams confiscated
Drifting silently
Caisson is a friend
Who carries truth
In the wind
And the powder monkey
Shines
Some will grow old
Some will die
For freedom or for rights
Freedom rings
In the ditches and the streams
In the blood that flows
Like a rainbow beam
A battle cry
A drum sighs
The flags rise
As the heartbeat of advance dies
Another man fallen
Ideals swollen
Of thoughts and things
Death knows none of these
And takes no sides
War never ends
It repeats again, and again
As the men’s faces stare back in time
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Wow, this touches home for me.
Blessed Be!