Arlington

Rain poured blending with the tears from the innocent

Gravestones stained from grief and anger

Grass wet from the mix, for those left behind

The green of new life

Alive with the bodies of those departed

Tears keep coming

Paths are tread

 

Another hole added to the verdant grounds

Bodies lying next to each other

While rivalries in life, are forgotten in death

People who have never met bound together for eternity

Widows are collapsing by open graves

Tears keep coming

Paths are tread

 

Stone angels and pillars dot the skyline

Faded monuments to lives lost, and wars won 

To memories of souls gone

Freedom fighters who never gave up

An Unknown solider is kept under watch 

Tears keep coming

Paths are tread

 

 A routine continues, like day and night

Lives lost to the humanity of Man

Families ripped apart by War

Shots heard into the black of night

Accompanied by the silence of grief

Tears keep coming

Paths are tread

 

Another morning always comes

Flags rise with the voices of freedom

Unknown graves walked by without a glance

For the fighters of wars lost

And Freedom gained

Tears keep coming

Paths are tread

 

The routine continues, like Day and Night

Time stands still, in this place of Death. 

Reviews

[Relic]

This is a moving tribute. War leaves only tears and broken hearts. The amount of gravestones at Arlington is staggering. It is a path to our history and all the men and woman who died for our freedoms. Your poem says so much more than I can.

[Destiny Doré]

Thank you, I have been working on this poem for years so I appreciate the fact you think it is a moving tribute. I first wrote it after I went to the cemetery the first time, unfortunately for a funeral.

[Relic]

You're very welcome.