James Green

Rookie (7 august 1994 / Inida)

The 'Eternal Stain'

On a cold winter night, it did snow,
Where the sword into the earth did sow,
A strange essence was carried in the air-
Scent of a battle not played fair;
Corpses’ rose out of the mud,
And through the stones pain did flood;
“Stones or hearts? ” knew not the slayer
And for their peace he gave not a prayer.

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