Price of Freedom

Recluse hills dark and foreboding,
Along sorrow river shores eroding
Echoes of grisly battles moan,
Immortalized legends splattered on stone.

Stories misconstrued retold through time,
Lost in glorification by said crime
Restless specters remember,
Infamous moment of dismember.

A slice with a steely bayonet,
Cut-down remnants nary to forget.
Curdled screams on chilled wind,
Damnation's triumph hymned.

Heraldry eloquently praised,
On bloodred fields, hell was raised
Humanity destroys another's pride,
Partiality embeds when cultures collide.

Once peaceful meadow, phage gore,
Envisioned insults to even a score.
Skeletal trees in the distance, smoke,
Volumes screamed as it spoke.

Time can't erase damage sought,
Glory embittered from a battle fought.
History bards once solemnly said,
No one survived to mourn the dead.