Stumbling Through the Catacombs

Stumbling through the catacombs

In the dark recesses of my mind

Where no light has ever shown

Where no bright sun will ever shine

There are secrets sinister and dark

Of bloody battles fought long ago

How their memory left their mark

Why they took so many years to show

Memories that had been buried deep

With the hope they’d stay in the grave

Were resurrected with a vow to keep

The memories of the forgotten brave

The memories of soldiers gone

Should be brought into the light

Showing the final battle won

Bringing them out of an endless night

©5/16//08Terry Sutherland

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