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Can’t pray for the dead anymore

From my friends to enemies

We rest in peace

While

We rest in piece

Just a few

Will remain

Tell a tale

Of a war sickening

Desensitized to atrocity

Anonymous

Buried shallow

En masse

Scattered limbs

Missing pieces of former men

Dead and forgotten

Somebody’s Darling

(Have a look, have a look, have a look)

No process

To process

The piles

Of corpses

Who once were

Young men, brothers, fathers, and sons

Who were too weak to fire back at me

His eyes rolled back

Sparkling at me

I’m the last thing that he saw

Tarnished conscience

Please eat at me

To know I took away someone’s darling