UntiP.T.S.D

P.T.S.D. 

In a panic of mindless execution.
Power mongers poured their scorn on brothers.
Brothers in arms.
Comrades, friends, acquaintances alike.
All brothers in the band. 
Field of war a blaze of claret.
Grass no longer green.

Was a killing field.
Seen all for real.
Now a dream.
A nightmare.
A ruinous one.
Crying.
In sweat of chill he awoke.

Seen too much.
Seen too many.
Destruction in a black robe.
Hub-bub banging in his head.
Night until dawn

The racket ran in side his head.
Visions through childlike eyes.
Disturbed by evil images of war.
Friends massacred as martyrs.
Fight for hopeless cause.
It was meant to be the war to end all wars.
They all lost their lives.

His friends.
Nowhere left to turn
Put a gun against his forehead.
How he felt that bullet burn.

She placed solitary rose of red upon the remnants of his head.
Kissed his memory goodbye.
Dropped to her knees.
Started to cry.
No one could tell her why he died.
A true love.
A good life.
Gone in a gunpowder flash.
By ladylivvi1

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