Open Poetry #45 |
Soldiers Lay Dying |
UNTAMEDelegance Member
since 2009-05-30
Posts 222Oregon |
Death cries out from a field of blood. Bodies of the armies are strewn across the remnants of a battle. Enemies lay side by side in the truce of death. Wounded men lay, saying their last prayers before the final sleep claims them. Friend and foe alike cry out to God. Asking for safety; pleading for home; begging for death. Any release from the Hell that is war. Crows cry out, ready to feast on the men who protected you; on the enemy who attacked you. The crows don't care; They don't know the difference. The stench of the dead and dying fills the air and chokes the living. Our soldiers lay peaceful in their escape from the terror of war. Enemies; friend and foe; soldier and soldier lay dying on the battlefield |
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Heart2Heart Senior Member
since 2009-05-15
Posts 738Scotland/Norway |
You paint the picture of disastrous war scenes so well, and so unnecessary all these tragedies are. Very good capture of horrific pain and longings and everything going through the minds of those tortured souls. Heart2Heart |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Agreed ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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