Cold Ground

Cold Ground

A Poem by K. N. Graf
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Hate - (n.) the emotion of intense dislike; a feeling of dislike so strong that it demands action

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They stood on the cold ground

And looked at what they'd done

Every fragment of their being

Frozen in a still form forever

How do you move away from this?

Death can change a person forever

And what do you tell the others?

That you didn't mean for so many to die?

But saying that would be a lie

A lie right into the faces of the hurting

 

They now see themselves as hollow

No longer able to feel the world around them

And why should they be able to?

They took away feeling from so many

Their actions cannot be reversed

The cries of pain and agony will echo forever

Forever inside their heads

They will have to see the bleeding faces

Pictures continually flashing in front of their eyes

But they can never share their guilt

If they have any guilt at all

Because broken families cannot bare to hear

What happened to their lost loved ones

 

They will remain as monsters

Terrible monsters in the survivors eyes

And that is putting them nicely

Because words will never be able to describe

Describe the blood slaughter and pain

For people merely being themselves

But they chose to follow orders

From a man so cruel and mean

And now they must be taken away

Never to be seen again

But hopefully they always remember

Remember the fateful day

They they stood on the cold gournd

Where so many died at their hands

And people will try to forget them

But that can never happen

Because how do you erase those memories

That continue to flash in your head?

© 2010 K. N. Graf


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K. N. Graf
K. N. Graf

New Oxford, PA



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