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          The Grave
          Austin Edward Orchard

The dead lay stacked
One upon the other,
Some stripped as naked as possible,
Others left with only pieces of their
Refinement.
Some identified and identifiable,
Others, only guesswork could tell.
Nationalities of all kinds
Shared this silent moment,
All had died by a multitude of hands,
Many by the errors of others.
The dead mass
Silent in its fate,
Lay in the great open wound of the earth
That was to be its grave,
Its choir the sound of wind carried voices.
Occasionally, in the distance,
Its own could be heard
Entering as quietly as they left.
The sound of these engines,
Barely perceptible,
Was just enough
To bring me back to the reality
Of the breaker's yard.

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August 2003 - updated November 2008

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