Desolate

Desolate

Burned out
Leveled and bare
The daybreak searches
Finding few signs of life

After yesterday’s thunder,
The flash in the night
No honest heart can speak,
Nothing rises from the havoc

Yet the emptiness spills,
It seeps down the road
To be filled once again
With the low toll of loss

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