The War Dream

By Damien Knight 
So me, to feel lost and afraid

I keep fighting the dream

Keep hoping to make the grade

It’s a waking scream

The dead cannot sleep

When the shrieks start

The women weep

And the men make blood art

With their swords of vengeance 

Leaving bodies in their wake

I pray for penance 

That my sins they’d take

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