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Battlefield (revised)

Contributed by cutieindahurley on Thursday, 25th November 2004 @ 04:03:48 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

I walked onto the battlefield
for whatever reason I went without you.
The sights of war flash through my mind.
Fighting myself there was no where to run and no place to hide.
Screaming into the silence,
I realize no one's there
As bombs blast into the cold air.
Scared to stay but more afraid to leave.
Grenades light up the sky.
Time may go on,
but I will never forget the things I saw that night.

I walked through town that morning, nothing was the same.
Though I kept moving forward, I was horrified at the suffering that lay before me.
Kicking up dust and debris, blinded by it’s haze...I am unable to see.
Broken homes crumble beneath my feet.
I find myself standing in the square.
What I found escapes all words, motherless children wander aimlessly.
Wives refuse to leave their husband’s sides.
Before I can even ask someone “why”?
They have all gone, no one is there.
I am alone with the grief and memories of what took place that night.

Upon the battlefield I lay
Grass has covered the events of long-ago.
Never forgotten, here it shall remain.
In the distance, what once were the sounds of silent pain.
Is replaced by innocent laughter, echoing across this aged field.
In that single moment I knew that it would be all right to walk away,
And leave all of those days behind.

Copyright Â© cutieindahurley ... [ 2004-11-25 04:03:48]
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Re: Battlefield (revised) (User Rating: 1 )
by justjonesy on Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 12:09:16 AM AEST
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wow this really gave me a picture of this place...i lreally liked this one alot...great job

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