Warriors Lament

This one is pretty much self-explanatory.

The stillness somehow deepens around me

Quiet movement, stealthy dark shadows shifting

Dim new day light just beginning to dapple the green

Sucking footsteps across the loam dank muddy ground

They come…

 

Heart thumping, sweat runs, eyes sweep the twilight

Alert near panic, I hear the clinking of their weapons

Quiet voices, language wrong, somehow I must know

Pull further down, deeper yet, down in my water filled hole

They come…

 

I hear their breath, smell their sweat, can almost reach and touch

My mind recoils, must leave this dream, this nightmare in the bush

Starting soon, I know the drill, my personal place in hell

I ready my tools, prepare once more, my heart bent to the kill

Fear, sadness…

 

How came I here, this forlorn place, full of danger, anger and fear

My soul misplaced, all I hold dear, my peace, my life, my love

All that I was, ever have been, seems ere lost in this great disgrace

These men are deemed my enemies, but I know not the look of their face

Brothers lost…

 

Will it ever end, can we ever go back

Back to the world as I remember it was

Can I forget this dream, leave it far behind

Will I ever return to my home

Tears, pain, loss…

 

I make this vow, unto myself, if ever I leave this place

To put aside the nightmare dreams, to build upon this at-taint

I will teach my children the ways of love, respect and happiness

But as it starts and I fight to survive, the truth burns in my veins

I will remember, I cannot but, for this nightmare never ends...

 

CRASH, FEAR, ROLLING, STRUGGLE............I kill.......again...

 

Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre September 30th, 2007