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Apocalypse Of Memory

Apocalypse Of Memory

Poem By kendall thomas

From the apocalypse of memory
You came to remind me
Of lines crossing battlefields
Of days when rain fell on muddy mounds
From terrible gray skies

I believe that
They doubt most who are about to die
Who hear the shells curse the dark
And strike their nails against the sky
Relieving hopelessness in a benefaction of fire

I saw a man die in such an instant
Who heard his gurgling cries
Could not believe in anything
Only the whistling of the senseless hurricane
That came and lifted us from hell
Our true domain

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this poem is sensational, deeply moving, well done, i really like your work.