He came back home
Laid down his bloody sword
Wiped it clean of the blood
Which it has gathered in the war.
Where will he wipe the soul
Which has gathered the agony
Of hearing the last mournful cry
Of warriors and not warriors.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
2 comments:
Poignant and so painful... Beautiful writing as always. :)
thanks D.
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