war poetry

scraps of prayer
rain from above
Quick
unexpected
Blood helmets
shielding silence
and keeping pain
protected

the living
roam around as ghost
The dead
scream as they run through streets
butchering the spirit of killers
when hunters
shield bounty from enemy fire

and this?
this is war poetry

relentless
it follows you to the grave
and is placed as meaning
above your head
that is
if your head can be saved