Tuesday, May 27, 2003

(a poem I wrote this morning)

Constant Reminder

At the final destination
No one gets away
At the outer limitation
We all fall prey

For it solves the aim of war
The fighting has been done
And no need for keeping score
The pardon has been won!

Going to the only way out
All roads end here,
Moving toward the end of doubt
Where there's no fear

It's so hard with the absence
Survivors are the cost
It's easy in the presence
Casualties are the lost

Thus our plenty makes us porr
The rich departed haunts,
Yet our burden must be more
The empty space just taunts.