I THE LIGHT BRIGADE

BLINDLY, FAITHFULLY, FOR A VOW WAS TAKEN,
I WENT TO MY GRAVE
AT FIRST NOT KNOWING HOW MY DEATH WOULD COME,
NOR HOW SOON.
HOW SENSLESS.
FROM A MAN TO A LEMMING
I WILLINGLY LEAPT FROM THE LEDGE OF SANITY
INTO THE ABYSS OF SEMI-CHOREOGRAPHED CHAOS AND MAYHEM.
EVER SPEEDING DROPS OOZED INTO VIBRANT
RED PUDDLES.
RED PUDDLES…
THAT CAUGHT THE REFLECTION OF EACH MAN’S
FIANL EXPRESSION.
I ENVELOPED A FRENIED CATATONIC STATE.
MY BODY SLASHING OUT WITH FUTILITY
FOR MY SABRE WAS A MERE REED IN A TIDAL WAVE.
SOUND BECAME UNIFORM
A ROAR OF UNITED PLEAS FOR GOD’S MERCY.
MY STEED,
WITH ALL THE POWER
AND NO CONTROL
BENEATH ME
SUPPORTING THIS INTREPID COWARD.
TOGETHER WE VIEW THE DESTRUCTION.
SINFUL, MEANINGLESS LOSS OF LIFE
OVER A PIECE OF DIRT
OVER ONE MAN’S EGO AND IGNORANCE
PUDDLES…
RED PUDDLES
THAT WILL FOREVER LEAVE THIER MARK ON THE EARTH AND HISTORY.

I THE LIGHT BRIGADE

tachamot

Effort, United States

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