Monday, August 15, 2016

Lost to us

The honored dead
Who gave their lives
Have their passage paid
By the countries who needed
Their service

Escorted to the place
Where their souls
Are kept
They are finally
Allowed to sleep

None embrace
Elysium
But once there
They enter a dream
That cannot be described

Ethereal spirits
Speaking
To their king
Are remembered
With honor

More than bones
They are the spark
That live on
They are there
Without pain

At last