War Memorial

Good, have I done good? I fell on command Give me my first and last medal

Observed in ritual behind the door A heavy ivory white door Where I've come off my hinges

Fire underground, I murdered a sentry there Without wanting to Wasn't nothing else to do

Saw a squad of deserters hung from an oak Saw officers shot from their saddles Through driving snow and through black smoke

With a pack of feral dogs snapping at my hooves Eyes rolled back in their heads The blank blessed eyesight of the dead

Entire battalions snuffed like a spark Beat like a heart Drowned by an ocean

Don't tell me the ending of the play Don't make me look Look in the mirror