Silence

The feathers fade midst the beer brown grass Dark purple midnight black, bleaching to gray Shadows stretch to touch the cooling heap Of the raven, still like the trees, silent like the boy, Staring… At the havoc that he had wrought, Staring at the worlds he had destroyed. And as he threw the catapult to another planet, A sea of sorrow washed over his eyes, So that he did not see where it fell.