Deafening

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 13, 2023 

Deafening.
Eons past.
Faceless
millions
charge.
Fields of
glory.
Fields
of horror.
Fields
of death.
Warriors
of old.
Shields 
raised.
Swords
drawn.
Following 
orders.
Untold
stories.
Charging
straight
into 
hell.
Blood 
soaked.
Sweat,
tears
mud
mixed.
What 
story 
tell?
What for
death?
Fallen
 warriors.
Young men
ceasing 
to exist,
struck 
down.
Progeny’s
denied.
Lineages 
severed.
Futures
obliterated.
Destroyed.
Lost in
the mist
of time.
Careening 
headlong.
Still
to this
day.
To what
end?

 

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