What Have We Done Poem by nikki hays

The mystery will always be there
Why we cry at night
Brave warriors of the past
Driven to madness by our dreams
The horror can never be told
The nightmares that were our reality
Decaying memories of what was
Stale but powerfully overbearing unpleasentness
The doctors cannot help us
Sworn to secrecy not one word uttered
Unspoken vow of silence
Suffering that we alone must bear
How can one understand anyway
The carnage and morbidity that was our lives
The desecration of worlds and embodiment
That only those like us have endured
Innocents sufferage and torment
Battered by the wave of invasion
The invasion meant to be a cure
Flesh torn and disfigured
Was this our doing
When will we learn
Some suffer multiple memories
Multiple wrong doings
Multiple nighmares
Some suffer only one
Over and over like a broken record
When they close their eyes
The nightmare begins
Fighting unseen enemies
On bloodied battle grounds
We open our eyes
But the memory remains
We are the soldiers
The proud and the strong
We are the warriors
What have we done