Aqua Soldiers
A war poem
By: Camille Harrison
Waves of soldiers come crashing,
Breaking at the shore.
Collision is inevitable
Between torrents of power.
Orders from the peak
Cascade down to the individual drop,
Who, separated from calm lakes,
Are put through rapids of trial.
Left behind on sodden fields,
Rivers of soldiers spill.
There, many a life and limb,
Are irreparably torn.
None leave dry,
From the ravages of war.
Once they were an ocean.
Once, but no more.
Now they are but a trickle-
Only a trickle
Drips home.
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