Kinder Horizon

Days come and go,
Black and white,
Smiles lost long ago,
Taken by winter's bite.

Of love and war,
Lies a dove,
Wings that could not soar,
Hopeful eyes look above.

Love and sentiment purged from the land,
Hope dying like a weak flame,
generations injured,
A horse gone lame.

The land slowly dying,
Taken by strong poison,
Red bodies in the snow, lying,
Forever reaching for that kinder horizon.