Victims of a Vice

The preciousness of life
Gives us this day
Memorial Day
It is not a day of blue skies
But a day of gray

Ominous
Dark shadowed
Pallbearers carrying
Life reduced to caskets
What was precious
Tossed in war's waste baskets

Mourn them all
Fallen
Victims of a vice called war
May they all to heaven soar