Recluse hills dark and foreboding,
Along sorrow river shores eroding
Echoes of grisly battles moan,
Immortalized legends splattered on stone.
Stories misconstrued retold through time,
Lost in glorification by said crime
Restless specters remember,
Imfamous moments of dismember.
A slice through with rusty bayonet,
Cut-down remnants naught to forget.
Curdled screams on chilled wind,
Damnation's triumph hymned.
Heraldry eloquently praised,
On bloodred fields, hell was raised
Humanity destroying another's pride,
Blemishes embedded where cultures collide.
Once peaceful meadow, engorged in gore,
Envisioned insults to even a score.
Skeletal trees in the distance, smoke,
Volumes screamed as it spoke.
Time can't erase the damage sought,
Glory embittered from which was fought.
History bards once solemnly said,
No one survived to mourn the dead.