' Inheritance Of Silence ' By Ink Soul Poem by Ink Soul

Inheritance of Silence by Ink Soul

Upon the fields where iron thunder rolled,
The earth remembers, though the men are gone—
A million voices stilled before the dawn,
Their stories lost, their futures left untold.
The cities burned, the sky was choked and cold,
The world was shattered, innocence withdrawn;
Yet in the ruins, evidence lives on—
A twisted steel, a letter, rings of gold.


We walk among the shadows of the slain,
The numbers vast, the grief too great to bear;
The cost of war is written in our veins,
The scars of loss are everywhere.
Let not the world forget the bitter price—
The sorrow lingers, cold as winter ice.