Inescapable
The young and the older,
the outliers fevered and deranged,
found momentary peace
but could not hide
from the tempest of demons loathed.
Closer to the edge
now closer the edge.
The women and the children,
the soldiers wounded and maimed,
found momentary shelter
but could not hide
from the wrath of their ruler scorned.
Closer to the blade
now closer the blade.
Yards underfoot conceded,
miles of oblivion on the march,
outer wars witnessed,
inner wars, no quieter, quietly denied,
die, or go mad and die.
18th November 2018
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2018
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