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Remnants of Despair
I still remember your easily smiling face, poetry spilling from your lips Singing joyfully at the dead of night, not a care in the world. Oh how I miss your face when it was alive, When it was not hardened, frozen, unfeeling. Was it God’s love what drove yours away? For what reason does the Sun rise; rousing this cold star? Was it for this the bullets flew? Was England worth Stealing your innocence away, carelessly, flippantly, selfishly? Our country is filthy with ignorance, the front clean and pure, Snowy white feather mocking, girls giggling gallantly, Surprise when I snarl, stumble back; shocked. The Soldier's uniform staves off the dove, its curse. Desperately lingering in your gaze, I search in the abyss, The most loving part of you asleep, or dead. Nothing I can do can make it stir, still I reach for you, Ragged, scarred skin, they’re only remnants of your service, my dear. The jolt of terror evoked not from your maimed face, One side ripped, gouged of recognition, eye mangled, But from the other, undamaged pupil unmoving, Emotions missing, heart agape, your brain stone, Empty.
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