Time Marches On
Time marches on through the pierced
eye of the soldier,
A one way portal with visions that
never fade-
No cosmetic romance; No gated safety;
Only pure truth behind sacrifices
made
Another soldier dies;
Another Mother cries;
A grief stricken wife reaches through
the darkness-
Time marches on down a one way street,
and another fatherless child, sighs
Politicians throw-up on the polished floor,
scavenging and scraping their plates-
Promising lies; Choking on honesty;
using heroes for greed and bait
Time marches on, and a soldier
fills his hand,
with the weapon of the fat man's choice-
Then another soldier dies;
and another Mother cries;
and the child is left without voice
War drums beat; And time marches on,
Once again down a one way street-
Man grits his teeth; Rivers flow red;
through the portals of no retreat
Death marches on through the pages
of history,
In tune with a Mother's cries-
The bugle whines; The child stands silent;
every time a soldier dies
© Lisa Hilbers
5/27/05
"Time Marches On"... Poetry´s compliance is "Time Marches On".
The closing lines flash on this jewel named, "Time Marches On".
... "The child stands silent;/every time a soldier dies."
Long Healthy Wise Life, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
This is incredibly beautiful/sad. katy xox
Take care,
Sherry
Felix
Can hardly review for the tears in my eyes and the lump in my thoat--this would make one hell of a song. Structure, meter, rhyme powerfully present and accounted for--thank you. As a veteran, I salute you for your powerful rememberance to our men and women in uniform, the sacrifices made--by the soldier and their family.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla.
DEFINATELY a keeper.
Love Tinka
Eileen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in burleson, karen lynn. :( >tears <
Peace.
Micke
Reindeer
The frustration for us takes a toll. Just knowing people are paying with their lives, and for what?
John