Warriors roar

Engage at the line

Attacking opposites

Competing for tyranny

Bludgeoned carcasses thrown

Blood soaked soil enriched

Barren fields left unattended

Common battle is extinct

Wounds heal no more

Pumping chambers vacant constant

With a sword of many

Reflection becomes absent

Known as an unfilled void

Only with scriptures from the land

Return as a heavenly secret from the serpent’s tongue

Gather and mourn the defeated

Conflict has ended

Soldier departed

© 2009 David Greg Harth

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