A Larger Poetry Collection

by reminiscent-afterthought

Even if they scattered about nonsensically, they collected on the same net.

66. In the War

A/N: Written for the Title Set Boot Camp, #005 – In the War.

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A Larger Poetry Collection
66. In the War

Every breath was a precious one
in the war; a chance
for which the wait could never be
because that brief pause before the hit
could let the thief sneak by

And you had to breathe,
even if there was no time;
to forsake that was to die
and yet

It was no commodity
but a precious gift they enjoyed
if only because they knew the value
now, when it had become a sacred,
so sought-after thing.