Underlying the fear within was the deep irony of it all,
To carry the loss be the deed done today,and tomorrow,
For years to come it shall reside in me,
Thoughts so deep one could drown.
In the breathlessness of the moment,emerging from nowhere,
surrounded by the graves unburied,
Conviction needed to accept it.
To bear the loss alone I am willing,
After the decades of rotting,the belief shattered,
The legacy left behind with noone to claim it,
Lost,destroyed in time.