By R.A. Slater
4/12/12
I remember the day, deep in June
When the flare went up, and the watch resumed
How loud the death knell sounded, reverberating the earth
As the living gathered the wounded, we watched the river burn
Birds of prey circled in the air, feasting where the dead did lay
---Or the living stood too still
In momentary shock we gazed, as prophecy unfurled
Though victory assured, battles remained to be fought
For the silent war raged on, silent no more
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