Holocaust

A wind blows through this waste
In silence, for there are none
Alive to hear it mourning.
All the people are perished;
All the world has been drained
Of its noise, its upward posturing.
Burned is the very dust to ash.
Baked into oblivion is hope.
Those mighty reptiles that once ruled,
None lowered them from their throne
Nor did plot the manner of their ruin.
But our epitaph is telling and so it speaks:
Unequaled in power, equal in death.

Featured image: ‘Photograph of Redwing-Dakota,’ by the Federal Government of the United States (June 25th, 1956), image in the public domain.

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