"Souls"

Relics strewn over

red dotted land.

A boot, shoe,glove

with no hand!.

One souls ghost

tramps endless alone.

Lost amongst tree`s

once shining and green.

No winners, just loser`s

how can this be.

Hatred smells like

naked burn`t flesh.

Surely, no answer

to this foolish deed.

Light so abrupt

Our "Lord" see`eth all.

Please for forgive

their hate and pain.

All these ghostly souls

once more, to live again!.