Prison on Mars

Jaxxie

I watched over the vast red horizon

The pile of bodies beneath the sand,

I found myself etching in the stone 

The words of an indomitable hand,

And the ridge where the past had faded

I could've sworn I saw your name,

An overlooking pillar, carved and dated

And maybe there began your fame,

I know you never counted the odds

Standing there, dead for no cause,  

No blossoms are growing

Beneath your blackened tears,

And maybe it just keeps me mad

How you couldn't face your fears,

I watched you from where the oceans flow

I told you about the red planet in the sky,

I told you about the no-mans-land

And I never heard you say goodbye,

I'm standing here over your head

With my blade covered in all you bled,

Can't you see, warrior of the sun?

How could you shoot a bullet,

If you own no gun?

It was you who I trusted,

You who I maimed

You who ran,

It was I that came 

You lie lifeless on the floor,

Of the shackled red cell

But look where I am,

It is you I compel

I watch over the vast horizon,

And the color will never bring

Because this land is now your grave,

And here you will finally reign king.

  • Author: J.D (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 23rd, 2023 14:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: The past’s one-sided conversation to the future
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