The Siege of Vicksburg
Acoustic shadows haunted hills
and crawled within a sleepless cave
where peace was whispered in a wish
and silence was an endless prayer.
The sound of tears dripped in the wind
that carried din until it bled
the last of life from hungry lips,
the last of love from hopeless hearts...
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2021
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