Dead to Rights

© By:Elfin Dragon; aka Lisa, October 23, 2017
(85 words, 16 lines)

Fled to the shadowy places
A box without a tomb
Sliding on steel plates
A life whispered in a room

No wish to crawl out sounds
A silent place away from you
The cacophony of life pounds
And there’s no place for youth

For now there is just this box
A steel cage of ice
Those outside wear frocks
Never knowing the sacrifice

But a soldier never rests
When a Flag does not fly
Freedom cries within the chest
So the soldier meets the sky


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