The sky was once full,
photo by hungrybison
As above, so was below
Emptied by gunfire.
Endless brown black herds
The plains thundered beneath them
Their breath filled the air
Freed from frozen mud
the rivers carried the dead
Paradise down stream
Swing in silent breeze
The broken gates of Eden
On rusted hinges
Skeletal remains
In grey wood and broken glass
Snakes’ lairs and rats’ nests
Once cacophonous
Where hoof and horn did reign
Stillness in the grass
You are a man on a mission!