here i stand on the field of blood
on the field that took so many lives
the battle is over it is won
but still i hear the screams

i see fires burning on the horizon
in short time i'm covered in ashes
then i start to wonder why
why is this considered a victory

yes i fought for a cause
and the enemy was slain
but it's my cause no more
realizing the glory of taking souls

Hacki Hacki
22-25, M
2 Responses Feb 13, 2009

thank you very much:)

Excellent poem great form and feeling.