The Fallen

A shot and a high pitched scream
Is all you can hear
But not the force of the fall
Even though your near

Eyes wide open
Nostrails flaring
Cud'nt complete exhaling
As he drew his last breath

A fallen hero he stands
Reduced to an urn of ashes
Buried Below the ground
But you can't bury those memories
That haunt you dusk to dawn

A folded flag is all she gets
To remind her of what he did
Each time he was away
But now she has no one to await
Just an empty side of the bed

Someone somewhere weeps
Howls with sorrow
Cannot find the strength
To move on and live,
How can you when
She just fell
Right before your eyes
Even before you could realise
She was taken away from you
But now that she is gone
How can you be you?

Somewhere in the cold they whimper
No one to throw a blanket over
No one to love or be loved
Walking around like corpses
No one to notice whether they exist
No one to know they ever lived

Human lives reduced to tears
Some are mourned and grieved
Some a fly's feast
All the glories of the past
Only some songs are sung
But nothing ever lasts