Monday, December 24, 2018

Silent Land, Part 1: Christmas Eve (Day 705)

Muffled   the bells ringing lay 
like silence on the land
where wind-snapped flags 
  once billowed
where wild horses ran free 
and forests of ancient evergreens
lapped the shores of a distant sea 

Now liberty is a lullabye
a tale of golden years   rare 
as the rippling grain fields
that once carpeted the plains
before the darkness fell like rain 
before the people barred their doors
   against neighbors and friends
before they waged a war 
   without an end...

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
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