No Peace in this Rest by Kristina Woodhill Body bags already unavailable, a leg draped outside a tarp, lax still living, weary hands heave dead weight awkwardly dropping, a last roll into one of many long burial trenches, half full, each corpse compresses its neighbor, inhuman contact its last 03/11/2022 Author's Note: Once again, the horrors of war. Posted on 03/11/2022 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Laura Doom on 03/11/22 at 11:55 PM Another war waiting to happen - hard to imagine anyone claiming they failed to see it coming? Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/12/22 at 05:32 AM Well stated Kristina. :( Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)