Russell G. Robison
A FIELD OF TEARS
Alone upon the battlefield
Alone with all the dead
Recalling all the words of steel
And what those words had said
No more a young man was he
No more a dreamer still
For he had met the real world
And he’d learned to fight and kill
His eyes brought only sorrow
His heart ached with the price
As he surveyed this field of anger
With both sides sacrifice
And so he wept there quietly
For all that each side lost
He stood there in its silence
Thinking what that day had cost
Much more than simply dying
Much more than just a fight
Before him lay the madness of it
How could such wrong be right?
©Copyright March 7, 2011 by Russell G. Robison
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