Mamamontezz's Mental Rumpus Room

For the men of Darkness...

I do not know your names,
nor will I ever.
I only know that you are dead and gone,
casualties of war,
fallen heroes,
who's deeds will never be shared
except by those who were with you.

I do not know your families,
nor will I ever.
I only know that in the hours
and days
and months of their grief and anguish,
there is nothing that can be said to ease their pain.
Only their memories
and the knowledge of your courage
can soothe them
and give them solace.

I do not know your comrades,
nor will I ever.
I only know that their pain is great
and their guilt at not having been
the one
in your place
gnaws hungrily
at their exhausted
and dusty souls.

I do not know your lovers,
nor will I ever.
I only know their hearts,
once tender and ripe,
lie wounded,
bloodied by the death
of your bodies but not their love for you.

I do not know your pasts,
nor will I ever.
I can only look into the eyes of Darkness
and see the lives you shared,
reflected,
glimmering in the bright tears
that refuse to be shed willingly.

I do not know your futures,
nor will I ever.
I can only hope you have found
the company of good men
with good hearts,
and strong minds,
and a bravery that rivals your own.
For it is with these men,
these fallen brave,
where you belong,
not with us,
we who will never be worthy
of lifting a drink in your names.

Please keep Darkness and his men in your prayers. These days have not been kind to them, and they mourn their losses. I know not where, nor how, nor whom. I only know why...

Because they did what they needed to do.

Posted by Mamamontezz at July 11, 2005 09:22 PM | TrackBack