• Ode to fallen warriors
    Who have never been heard
    for they silently give theirs
    With blood and fear and hate

    Ode to their mothers
    for every day they continue giving
    while sadness and despair
    keep taking

    Ode to the children
    that were left behind
    with remnant memories
    of the parents’ lives

    Ode to the babies
    that were never born
    or the generations
    that will never see dawn

    Ode to loves lost
    the music that will never
    be written,
    played,
    nor heard.
    The art that could have
    been shared
    and given