Where the Wind Blows

The dead now lie where the wind blows From fighting and dying and bloody death throes Their life was taken in a land of rainy skies Some of the dead fed the rats and flies Torment and pain vanished where the wind blows They fought for reasons where no one held blame And battled in service for shadows without a name The question is asked to this day is, "Why?" Drafted and sent, fifty thousand would die Honor for those who gave the last measure The life they'd never know a lost precious treasure Etched marble aligns all in a row A day's set aside so loved one's tears can flow Flowers on graves crosses in rows The dead now lie where the wind blows 11/11/21 Contest...War