POTPOURRI AND OTHER RANK ESOTERICA

War

All around they were dying.
I couldn't stand to look,
but then -
I heard the baby crying.

I crawled and I crawled -
oh how I crawled
searching through the debris.

I cried -
oh how I cried
searching.
Searching.

Torn fingers and hands,
but still I couldn't see.
My eyes were filled with blood and tears
as the blast through me against the wall.

I struggled to my feet
hoping I wouldn't fall.
Trying.

Trying to spot the stars through the shattered roof.
Yes the stars.
Still there on a night like this.

Then I spotted that amazing star
which filled my bloodied mind.

Then, as I was dying,
I could hear from afar
that same baby crying.