The Heat of Battle
by
tallpanther2000


The smells and sounds of battle in my head
I stumbled blindly through the mist.

Here and there the fallen lay, twisted
and bent in the throes of death.

In amazement and unexpectdly a bit of
light in a darkened world.

Strange peace fills the small clearing
untouched by battle and the sounds of war.

Jim Windwalker
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