The silence screamed
As unyielding steel
Violated the ground.
Frozen corpses flung
To cadaverous skies,
Plummeting anew
O’er sacrificed brethren;
Unwelcomed freefall
Not insult enough
To be ignored
By violent injury.
Territory reclaimed,
Only to await
New fodder,
New victims.
Winter, it seems,
Is getting to me.
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