In Flander’s Fields He Lay Forgotten

January 16, 2014

Born in starlight returned No longer could He look on weeping. Ares watched the ruins as they burned And from their ashes he began feeding. A God whose name they forgot The stars that were His eyes disguised By manflesh—His immortality lost. A white poppy amongst red; they’ll be surprised. In Flanders lands He made His stand Against the chariot-rider […]