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. ©Zoe