Massacred

This is a poem I wrote a long time ago and posted in my first blog ;)....I'm reposting it here....

The Sun peeks in through the mist
Not a wind stirs the leaves.
Or to disturb the souls of the dead.
The crowing of the raven
So happy, for its feast;
Dewdrops on the grass, red;
A single child lying on its mothers lap-
Both dead.

Farewell

Sleep, my comrade

Upon mother earth’s lovingly tender bosom

Which you so rightfully deserve

And the sun and the moon

To keep you guard, as you sleep

For all eternity;

Sleep well, comrade; and Goodbye.

Ambush

Squatting behind a bush

My brows moisten in fierce concentration

They draw closer.

A mosquito wheezes past my ear.

Silence, total silence

Only their footsteps on dry leaves

500 meters, then 100 meters

Our fingers tighten on our triggers.

A pair of blue eyes stares at me

In shock, in disbelief;

Then, as we pull our triggers

The vision blurs in smoke and blood.