At the End

At the end,

we stood in the rubble

of what was once a

shining kingdom on a hill.

 

The snow fell

and chilled our hot tears

as we sifted through the

burned and broken stones

of our castle.

 

Winter crows gathered,

and one broke the bitter silence

to call more.

 

I threw the stone that

took its life,

but the echo was loud enough.

One by one they grew bolder,

and began to feast on the remains.

 

We lost the fight, the battle,

and the war.

And at the end,

we looked at each other

with sad indifference,

and went our separate ways.

 

Author: smithaw50

I live in NJ. Concentrating now on a getting a full time writing career started. Glad you could be with me on the journey. Ready? Here we go...

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