Soldiers’ Sleep

There is no hate
where we lie now
battles ended, our scars dust
Under the ice and snow
just soldiers’ sleep

All of the wars
of all our tribes
it seemed somehow to matter
But under the fecund earth
just soldiers’ sleep

The war within war
blacks and whites equally
irrigating fields with scarlet
Still, under the fallen leaves
just soldiers’ sleep

Here is no heat nor cold
Nor passion nor desire
remembered and forgotten
Under the deep green grass
just soldiers’ sleep

Touch our cool stones
where we lie now
we the sightless, breathless
But under gentle breezes
just soldiers’ sleep

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