Memoirs From a War I Never Knew

Papers strewn about, victims of callous thoughts gone nowhere.

I remember a time, seems so long ago, before our world went asunder .

No weeping, the room is silent, my heart sinking heavily into my chest.

As I remembered that time, when the radiant sun, danced around your dress.

Oh that thoughtless age, free but bonded, our salvation was at hand.

For mankind’s place was on his throne, in his castle made of sand.

Until the stormy waves of summer, crashed upon the shore.

Devouring its fragile walls, leaving nothing but forgotten lore.

The sun’s fatal arc, descended below the horizon, leaving us with stars.

Perhaps, an inevitable cosmic change of scene, far from our control.

A new age has dawned, hardened and determined, our lives belong to Mars.

Looking back is sentimental, but looking forward  takes its toll. 

They say we are a yet another generation lost, to lubricate the gears of time.

But actions speak louder that words, and I refuse to carry out the crime.

If all is lost, then let it be lost, a bleeding man can not repair.

And if the sun, on its long journey, may never see my face again, I will feel no despair.

For I know that happiness is fleeting, a state of mind rather than in being.

Fragile bodies show the scars of our commanders’ recklessness and deceiving.

I shall surely never know again your loving sweet embrace.

Memories may slowly perish, one by one, but the etchings in my heart shall never be erased.