'Nam by Association
...
You,
cast into hell,
my broken prince;
trapped in dark,
still,
passing time in
silence.
.
(Your imparted
nightmares
haunt me yet.)
.
You reigned
Oh, so supreme,
over broken lands
traced in memory;
echoing the scars
of war.
.
(Your wicked
catastrophe
lives on still.)
.
Bare your soul,
so wretched,
and scream again.
I'll hold you
until Time
ceases.
.
(Your blasphemy;
their betrayal,
lives yet in me.)
.
I, reduced.
Oh, war's widow;
ruling broken lands
left in the memory as
paper-thin traces
of life.
.
(Your tragic
kingdom
traps me still.)
.
I,
cast into hell
by association;
caught in your dark;
still,
waiting for my
absolution.