Savour this warmth

Within me you see

For, what shall return 

May no longer be me

 

That which these eyes

Have still yet to see

May make a small shell

Of all I could be

 

Though, I fear I may not

Come back at all

Lying still and alone

Wherever I fall

 

Show my daughter a photo 

When her world feels small

The one where we're laughing 

At nothing at all 

 

For, these beasts of power

Only look to enslave

Whilst hiding behind

A cheap masquerade

 

For land and esteem 

These warmongers crave

Not counting the souls

They put in the grave

 

And so, here I go

Another weapon of death 

To steal away

Another's last breath

 

To wander this land 

Its length and its breadth

And tumble down into

Its bleak, murky depths

 

But, I hope that some joy 

In my heart will remain

Though, I fear I'll disappear 

         Like tears in the rain