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Asleep Forever


He laid there, awake and aware

He laid there, hearing and seeing

He laid there, feeling and tasting

He laid there, breathing and smelling

He laid there, alive

 

As he lay, he sensed fear and loneliness

As he lay, he heard whaling and saw despair

As he lay, he felt pain and tasted blood

As he lay, he inhaled smoke and was infused with death

As he lay, he started dying

 

He was here, watching and crying

He was here, screaming and waving

He was here, in agony and disgust

He was here, coughing and smelling the pits of Hell

He was here, as a soldier not fighting for his country, but for himself. And for that, we will lay beside him today. Knowing that he is asleep forever… in peace.

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