to stay
on their horse
for the entire
duration
of destiny's course.
Each passenger left
the real world
quite awhile ago
and suspended in time
they'll never
grow.
Their eyes are hollow
with the eternity
of black
as they stare straight ahead
and are unable
to look back.
The mad carousel is embedded
in surreal sight
and sound
rotating the spin
of the lost
but not the found.
The mad carousel only stops
to bring the damned
onboard.
Once they were carefree
and their youthful hearts
soared.
There are no squeals of innocent laughter
you'd come to expect
at their age
as they are the tragic victims
of mankind's
rage.
The fatalities
are too enormous
with this unspecified score
for all of the children
who have died
in the horrors of war.
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