Many times I have sat here
on the beach watching the tide
the ghosts of days gone by
all those that did fight by my side

Yet now not so alone
where emptiness I call my home
I hear them chatter and talk
in the sands they walk

It makes me feel still alive
to hear the oceans tide
and I think how lucky a man
that I did not die on blooded sands

I trace the steps
listen with wishesintent
for their justice and freedom
as I'm alone now and hell bent

If only I was with them
if only if it was that easy
I would join them in their chatter
and nothing else would ever matter


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris