The Lone Victim
I opened my eyes
Saw the darkness around me
Dear god, is this night eternal?
Or is this what I perceive?
Cold wind soothens me,
But my wound is still bleeding
A soft voice resonating,
Taking me to the past
In remembrance I relieved
The sound of vultures awoke me
I sat in the cold sand
My clothes bloodpaved
And my nose filled with the stench of the dead
Oh heavens, I cried
Why me? Why me in this mayhem?
I looked around
Soldiers of the past!
Now just flesh soaked in blood
Oh! Was I better?
A life in disguise
Trained and tortured, just for pride
Hills stared at me
While I watched the vultures feed
Oh! its just flesh
For their spirits will reincarnte
To satisfy the greedy world
In the midst of darkness I stood
Staring at the void
Awaiting death's reaper
Copyright © Akhil Gopakumar | Year Posted 2014
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