A mirage of War
by
©Ana Paulina

The stars alone agree with a pure sweet sadness
that heaven open up her heavily guarded door
and protect those who mourn the upcoming loom of a great
compelling fall
that is buried deep beneath the ocean floor
while the falsity of flagrant form and allure
even aim a phantom force of doom upon abandoned shore
where vagrant souls of enduring rest and many  more
have aimlessly fought and flown once before.