Honor Song For James M. Swan
by MELISSA FRY BEASLEY
You think
This
Is civilization
This
Is only
Architecture
Society
Built on lies
Destined to crumble
Falling from sky
Ash like snow
Ailing forces
That twist like tornadoes
The way spirits
Travel in wind
We only fell victim
To our compassion
Went to war
Came home alone
Broken
Weary with loss
But not yet beaten
With no desire
To make you
Feel better
About your tragedies
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