Upon Walking Home Alone One Afternoon, Did I...

Upon walking home alone one afternoon, did I Lament about th' woe's of my fractious life Scrambling, dithered thoughts within my head I came upon a graveyard, old...and took rest I slept against the stone of a soldier in sleep And, began to muse about this soldier's grief I saw the blood spill, battlefields young 'n fresh Of the killing fields, th' smell of burning flesh Then, all at once I began to see the many others Lying beside this young man, comrades 'n brothers Felt their speak of death 'n love within my mind As they lived out the final moments of their lives I woke to a sunset dripping o'er shadowed stone 'Twilight; time to take afoot and journey home And on my way, my lament began to fade and die Upon walking home alone, one afternoon, just I © 2018-All rights reserved Frank James Ryan Jr. / FjR