Crater

The Battle is over

The Carnage is gone

The Instriments of War Have Stoped Their Sad Song

My Heart Is Noting More Than a Crater

Desolate And Bare

And As The Fog of War Lifts

As Does The Fog in my mind

The Empty Field

The Rusted Shrapnel, The Shattered Glass, Twisted Metal, and Shells Litter the Grass

The Battle is over

But What of the war

The Very Thought

Sends Shivers Through My Core

by Darkwolf
posted on 11/14/2007