Poetry from Elaine Murray

Blood In The Sand

Blood writing on the wall from the dead.

From the graves words come forth.

Blood of victims spread from one  dead to another.

Is my grave my  or just a memory of my life.

Blood from heroes of the dead is  stories tell how 

they die.

Off to battle on, history will tell how battles of heroes’ blood 

flows through their veins

Glory goes to dust as soldiers bled.

Blood gives us soldiers with victims of this battle.

While blood goes into a sea of death.

Rich men sit in comfort while blood is spilled.

Blood is the rich man’s dream to conquer to stamp out noblemen

from cultures that go unheard off .

Hope! It is an offer to please mankind .

The blood that’s being spilled is just a memory.  

Elaine Murray

July 29, 2004

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