
Militia
"Hoc est bellum"- This is war
They always start off excited,
gather their stuff and hop on the trains
oblivious to the oncoming fright
as they enter the domain
Red eyes and matted hair
the crowd has decreased;
seeking asylum in a muddy lair
they reach for their release
The long gone smiles,
the fallen heroes
they travelled miles
just to be left in sorrow
