I am War

Until Tomorrow

It erupts again,
possessing in full,
that fury to survive
and acquit without shame.
For some, mere lines in sand,
for me, echoing horror
ringing from stone to stone
from stump to stump.
I am changed, mild to fierce,
uncaring of my wake,
unaware of my wounds.
Berserker I, heedless of the cries,
without remorse
... until tomorrow.