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
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