Fallow From Our Minds
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Where once they fell
‘neath a bloodshot sky
To the screech of shells
That shredded lives

Flowers now suck from decaying bones
In soil rich with fallen memories
No rifles or bayonets, just dirt and stones
In land steeped with gorious deeds

Felled where they stood, they rise at nature’s pace
Folded in ground now offering release
With flowers worshipping land where once they graced
Stalks stretch to a sky that arms never reached

Gentle the land that took them with pity
Regenerating bones on sunlit days
Where butterflies kiss sunflowers with gaiety
Whose surrogate arms touch summer’s haze

The day now yawns and turns its head
To past, present and a hopeful tomorrow
With softer skies and memories to bed
Let these halcyon lands never lie fallow

From our minds

Remember.

Fallow From Our Minds

‘Stalks stretch to a sky that arms never reached’

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