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Modern Day Civil War

He Knows
They’re all buried
The bodies
And he knows where
Don’t ask
Unless you want to go

Invincibility holds the cards
Collateral security for the next body count
Churchill smoke ring assurance
Skeletal remains
Awaiting their masters call

They made a deal that day
Friends with the devil to get to heaven
How can they do it
She thought they could
Because they drug her along
They taught her to believe in the wrong man

She’d never seen it that way
Unable to die peacefully
The war was no honor to their life
God expects to be seeing them soon
All their prayers are arranged on the table
He wanted them to know he’d read them all

She was so beautiful
Even a broken looking glass knew it was true
But it was no longer the matter to her
When life is taken from the innocent
What can become of being pretty
It’s only a man who would notice anyway

Comments

Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on April 26, 2018:

Thank you Nellie! I always appreciate your kind words!

Nellieanna Hay from TEXAS on April 25, 2018:

So heartfelt Mark as your writing always is.

Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on April 24, 2018:

Thank you again Frank. You humble me. I was thinking of the Civil War in the US, our current political climate and just how life can be for those caught up in the upheaval of history.

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on April 24, 2018:

Wow, a wonderful story poem.. strongly written and deliberate.. in a good way, awesome