Morgan Siegel

Rookie - 437 Points (27/06/1996 / New Zealand)

Depth Of The Horror - Poem by Morgan Siegel

...Here on this blood-soaked ground...

Lay the screaming skulls, and rotting carnage.
Those tongueless mouths, and maggot filled corpses.
Everything is Hell upon this bogged ground...

...Blood flecked skies, know the incident...

Rusted armour and obsolete weaponry.
Screaming and crying the over silenced blood and bones.
A harsh sight of this destruction...

...Disgust and revulsion...

The foul smell of death, with piles of captured 'trophies'
Heads of conquered kings.
Decaying bodies riddled with base creatures.
Flies and bugs devouring the slight.
These cannibalistic survivours consuming the deceased...

...'Blood has been spilled this night'...

Countless slashed carcasses laying asunder.
Drenching sight of horror, fills the scope...

One has been watching their last moments.
The Cold Black has watched... atop forgotten heights...

Topic(s) of this poem: war

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2014

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