Missing Child

Can’t breathe as I recall this Where did the child go? Black rings and pale reason When did I get so old? Memories are far too vivid And now I see it all The day my love had left me The night the dead grew tall Visions of dying brothers Underneath my hands Visions of murdered loved ones Buried in the sand The lost deny they’re waiting My empathy has grown Sleepless and drained of answers When can we all let go? Can’t breathe as I recall this In the wars of men This child was one more conquest And now the child is spent