ninique

A wood splint still glowing Albeit no flame A field after battle Soldiers without name The moon, still showing Though veiled by a cloud A body still bleeding When put in it's shroud The darkness prevailing Although the sun rose A maiden's eyes crying As if they were a widow's A wrecked ship still at sea Maneuvred by ghosts A glimpse of heresy When receiving the host The prophets reciting Allegories of pain Death is always awaiting Yet without life it's vain