Can’t pray for the dead anymore
From my friends to enemies
We rest in peace
While
We rest in piece
Just a few
Will remain
Tell a tale
Of a war sickening
Desensitized to atrocity
Anonymous
Buried shallow
En masse
Scattered limbs
Missing pieces of former men
Dead and forgotten
Somebody’s Darling
(Have a look, have a look, have a look)
No process
To process
The piles
Of corpses
Who once were
Young men, brothers, fathers, and sons
Who were too weak to fire back at me
His eyes rolled back
Sparkling at me
I’m the last thing that he saw
Tarnished conscience
Please eat at me
To know I took away someone’s darling