Poetry by Luke

A stitch in time

A thousand voices scream in darkness,

as soldiers, not quite men, play at their war.

In shadows hiding pain and illness,

a thousand voices scream no more.

Silent sentinels bear bloodied witness

to a thousand faces beaten, raw.

Ghostly watchers in the stillness,

of a thousand souls escorted to death’s door.

 

What hope for the future?

A stitch in time, a suture.

For wounds long past,

That freely bleed, will bring at last,

a soothing, healing balm,

a time of peace, of calm.

 

 

Luke is a talented poet/writer from Australia. Follow Little Lady Saga for more poems from him and check out previous ones here:
Poetry by Luke

Poetry by Luke

Poetry by Luke

Poetry by Luke

Poetry by Luke

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