Ch 11 Poem 2

Part 2:
Beauty, fragility and loneliness
it echos across space and time.
The view, too perfect
doesn't show the horror within.
Look closer and you will see,
millions fighting
millions dead
evil, horror, and wretchedness.
I stand there, walking across the emptiness.
It's
too
quiet.
I hear my thoughts like
I am shouting
into a microphone
in a huge stadium.
I want it to stop.