As Blood of One Eternity
Below the Dungeons of Despair
Alone, atones the scattered bones,
As shattered death-dreams linger there
To moan and groan their tragic tones.
It lies beside the Sea of Tears
Where fog and mist still fails to lift
The weary weight of soldier fears;
That war survived is not a gift.
The body breaks before the soul
But soon the soul is broken too,
As guilt is built it takes a toll;
The debt for life is always due.
There is no light in that dark place
Of emptiness and vanquished hope
Where heroes need a warm embrace
To help each one of them to cope.
No voices heard except their dead
Embattled comrades who have died
With souls that cannot move ahead
'Till living friends find light inside.
All things are magnified in war,
With clarity of combat truth;
It changes every soldier's core
And steals away what's left of youth.
Yet bonds are made when blade to blade
Young men and women fight in war;
And out of many one is made
When joined again on death's far shore.
And as the living learn to live
The souls of comrades are set free
To leave the love they loved to give
As blood of one eternity.
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