#FallenSoldiers
#WritcoPoemPrompt28

She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...

The flags? Nothing but ashes!
No one sees their shapes in passes....
They're all in plain stained shirts,
who were they fighting for?
Who is who!?
What nation was this one and that one for?!

"Rowing, rowing, just keep rowing!",
up the water they just kept going.

Strange they all looked dead... Is this a vision that shares the flashes of life that passes ...with the last thoughts in their heads?

Louder did they get!
"Meant it not...