The Great War left a darkness

The Great War
Left a darkness over the earth
Into which we are born
Stunted like pale stems
With no petals
Roots blown apart
Severed arteries
Bleeding into grave

Everything you step on
Every stone, every sand grain
Blown by the wind to rest
Where it lands, is a fragment of war

Born into what
Born into shadows
Born to drink weak soup
Born to clamber
Over the heads of demons
Born into boiling blood
Born into violence

The darkness is huge
It is a forest
It covers the land
Like an eagles cry

The sun penetrates
As into the ocean depth
Where people
Blindly grope their way

Coming out of the forest
You run
The forest runs after you
Like a giant after his slave

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