BATTLEFIELDS - HIDDEN HARVESTS
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once ploughed fields-now drenched in unholy rivers run
haunted earth -turned and trod
screams which put bird song to the silence
long gone echos in sacrifice
tormented skies ,stale from reproach
small wooded patches
healed in flower and fruit
ghostly in nights revenge
streams the spectres in formation
Whispers replace the repeated thunder
where steel fragments tore the pages apart
and lives crashed in death and distant survival
teased on scented lawns
driven in blames aching crust
golden curse's wash against thrashing metal drum
Battlefields
every second secrets forced
passed out,asleep
carried aloft Â
waiting ,grouped,missing from all
lost
how lonely can the unknown grave reach
burnt sun bleaches-
white and crumbledÂ
Harvest awaiting
harvest submittedÂ
BATTLEFIELDS
HOW DEEP DO THEY WEEPÂ Â
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