Daybreak

They say when the sun rises, naught seems so frightening,

But if you watch over a battlefield at daybreak,

Rise only horror and regret at wasted lives

All for some far anonymous king’s sake

You see your friends, your family, your “enemies” open eyes,

And yet they all lie in the ground, the same

They each felt the same as they saw, they were to die.

Not one of them deserved their fate.

You see the look, same in every face, 

That one they fought beside at night.

Will never again feel the sun’s raise,

Life and love, lost from sight.

Watched from afar, a pyre burns,

Friend and foe, Martyrs alike.

A thousand hearts, for healing yearn,

Their only solace found in coming light