The Last Song...

Yes,it was to be so...
Hail Mary,mother of Grace...
Yes,it was meant to be thus...
Hail Mary,full of Grace...

He wept,aye,he wept dry tears...
Sunken face,his woeful boon,
ghastly past,his violent cocoon...

The lad yonder,were friends with the doctor,
he saved his life for three more seconds...
Hail Mary,full of Grace...
He came this morning
straight from his marriage,
now he lies,dirtied in thin noon...
He laid to rest,
with his friend,
both dead,on that unknown lagoon...

This redneck,right here,
he sleeps...
He was put to sleep,
because he gave his chocolate...
He gave his chocolate
to daughter of the enemy...
Aye,he had,but the chance,to go beneath,
his sandbag,but...
But,he stayed...

He stayed for one more second,
to save that yellow human,
whose father he had come to fight...
Now he rests,now,aye he rests,
shot by the hand,
that should have thanked him
for his humane act...
Hail Mary,full of Grace...

Ah! here lies the robust soldier,
courage spoken unto his bassoon...
He fought this battle,
fierce,like the shadow of the nocturnal moon...
His fears,unknown,
his pain,unseen,
his love,never felt to be existent...
Yet,he who died of the valour,
aye,folly indeed...
He died of that valour,
which saved many,
but ended with him,
lying to wait for the worms...
Hail Mary,full of Grace...

Now,it is so,
that people had blamed,
he had no friends...
People despised him,
for he survived...
People avoided his ghostly presence,
for he made it...

Now he is destroyed,
things have moved on,
his story,unsung,
his brothers' departure unnoticed...

Now,he is at peace,
peace-less life,less than human...
Of course it is so,
it do is less than human,
aye,it is this soldier's life...
Aye,it is these soldiers' life...

Unsung,unknown,unnoticed,
but always there,
present,all around our safe nights,
peaceful,
I cannot say,
but sure,
we live and they die...
Hail Mary,full of Grace...

Peace,forsaken,apathy of God,
dirt- what remains of man,in man and for man...
But the day,
those soldiers laid down their lives,
the day,they,I heard,
they sang their last song,
and I heard them say,with the gratitude
for the end of their plight,
I heard them pray,
'Hail Mary,full of Grace'
and so they moved with peace,
into the Kingdom of Light...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju