Barren Land

As I walked upon a barren land I saw pain and destruction from man's hand What once was alive, no longer did thrive And what once had stood no longer did stand. Everywhere that I looked, I saw only death With no pain, or remorse, or even regret. GOD must had surely forgotten this place As all that I felt and saw was hate and waste No birds were flying, and angels were crying Faith and hope must of left here in a haste. I looked and I thought, I tried to care But I didn't, so I cursed, I did not say a prayer I began to hear voices as I walked They started out as whispers then they talked Persons were nowhere, voices were everywhere I was being asked to 'not forget' as I was stalked. Forget what? I then thought to myself Were the voices from heaven, or were they from hell. I looked at my hands they were now covered with blood The boots that I am wearing are now covered with mud Then I tried to recall, any memories at all Then they rush back to my mind like a ravenous flood. I was a soldier, and I fought in a war that day But I was dead, and I forgot, and to eternity I had lost my way.