Remnant of war
A Remnant of War
Here I am,
A remnant of war,
Here I lay, broken and riddled with arrows and acrimony
As I watch the birds fly away with my bloodied eyes.
The sky is as grim as the reapers
Who unleashed hell on us,
Ambushing us, we harmless hands,
Isn't that cowardice?
The field is bloody
The vultures are ready
To eat of the carcass that lay open;
What was once a man's body
Now food to be fed upon.
With my weary eyes staring into nothingness,
I mourn within,
My heart filled with sadness
For an unfortunate remnant of war,
A representative of a dead race.
Copyright © Akanbj Rhoda | Year Posted 2020
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