A Deed Called Life?

Only in 'The Site,'

on my mind,

I See,

what may have been,

related to Me!

A War,

a Decree,

an awful end,

to an Ancient Life!

An Orphan of Such-A-War,

compelled to bare,

I know of what's now done.

To watch as Swords are Spears thrown,

Killing All I know to Be!

I'm Told; 

Go!!

'Hide amongst the Old Devise,

a Tree is Planted for Your Life.

Be of No-Dismay,

Live-To-Tell,

a Tale of Whoa!

Be of what We-Seethe,

not free; Too trust.'

I Face,

"A Singular-Destiny? I Cry! Why Me?"

Stated-In,

..the bloodied fields of Past Memories,

'look to See,

what will not traverse:

Join and in this, Tell, You are no mistake.

KNOW!!

Remembrance-Shall-Guide.'

Turning to Duty,

I began the walk of,

Ordered-Law.

All Dead

Cut-by-Fire,

I miss so much,

what must have loved me.

To Press-Upon,

my life,

Survival-of Such,

as if to Hug-Me,

with the Arms I no longer feel.

What Evidence is there,

in these Memories-of Horror?

There is no faith,

in this World,

I'm Placed.

Forced into Silence,

an empty existence,

for I do hold to,

 a genetic view.

Relieved

Repressed Memories,

are not forgotten times,

for Cause shall Raise in the Inherited,

a Rite-to-Save.

Search a concrete night,

a place entombed to be,

"The Rings of Gold"

that fired-me!

I Pine my Loss,

felt for gain,

I find only sane to say:

A Stated-Life,

Witnessed Death,

A War of All in a Total Fall!

What good are these Memories?

What is it that they say?

Encompassed point,

North, South, East, West?

A needle spins,
in this Universal Play